“God,” Kal mumbled, falling heavily back into his seat. “Laor save us all. That beast—” “Is not for us to judge,” Talo finished for him. His eyes never left the pit, watching the atherian get to his feet over the body of his first victory. “There’s little of Laor’s light in that one, I grant you, but I think we would have been deluding ourselves if we expected otherwise. Consider why he is doing this before you condemn him for doing it. For a man like that, there is little but the belief that there is no other way.” As some of us know better than others, he finished the thought privately.
