“You want to know how I got my clan powers? My nalí and I were attacked by monsters. Monsters who murdered her in front of me. They were going to murder me, too. But something happened, and they didn’t. Because I murdered them all first.” I shift in my seat. “I killed them all, Ben. Violently. Brutally. And I loved it.” “You did?” A whisper. “Never felt better in my life.” “How old were you?” she asks, her voice so soft it’s almost lost to the wind. “Fifteen.”
