I am no berserker; I have never fought for fury or bloodlust. But for the first time, I imagine how it would feel. To unhitch my reason, to unleash the terrible animal of my body, which has spent centuries learning nothing but violence. Even with venom in my veins, I could kill every soul in this courtyard. I would not need a saint. I would not even need a sword. But I could not do it quickly enough to save Gwynne.
