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Kai had thought he would do anything for vengeance. Maybe what he really wanted was to do anything for that path forward.
Ziede, Scourge of the Temple Halls, said aloud, “I’m unsuited for the role of peacemaker and if I’m forced into it, you will all regret it.”
Until he had ended up in this body, he had no idea how much being even ten or so years older affected mortals. This was probably part of the reason Bashasa drank.
“You knew it would be hard. It’s always been hard.” “I did not expect to be alive for this long!”
“I’m not here to kill you, if you’re worried about that. And you should be worried about that.”
It was good that they had started the meeting fairly early in the morning, because it gave them all the better part of the day to work out what part of the plan they hated most.
“If one of these idiots hurts you, I will remove their liver with my bare hand and shove it down their throat.” “We’re doing this after I cut their head off?” Tahren asked, her voice dry. “How would that make any sense?” Ziede said witheringly. Tahren countered, “I didn’t say I didn’t want you to do it.”
To make it plain, Kai said, “If they kill one of you, I’ll kill all of them, and Bashasa would be disappointed with me.” No one liked to disappoint Bashasa, he was too nice about it.
“If you try to take hostages against me again, I’ll peel your skin off and wear it.” He added in Saredi, “You need to stop thinking of me as the boy you abandoned, and remember I’m the monster the Hierarchs feared.”
“If you die, I’m going to kill Dahin with my teeth.” Poor Dahin, Kai thought, better not die.
