“You going in there?” I spun at the sound of the god’s voice, hand halting above the hilt of my dagger. “Gods,” I spat, heart racing as he stood there, the hood of his black, sleeveless tunic up, creating a shadow over his face. I hadn’t even heard him follow me. “I apologize,” he said, slightly bowing his head. I saw then that he wore a silver band around his right biceps. “For startling you.”
