Meira, Sassafras's mind snapped in mine as I stormed my way down the hall toward my grandfather's office, you have to keep it together.
I've been keeping it together, I snarled back. A tactic which has gotten me nowhere. I'd traded Rameranselot's sardonic but gentle guidance for the snappish and familiar whip-c***k of my demon cat. I don't think either could have slowed me down, no matter the influence the two had over me. The power of Demonicon crackled around me as I stomped my way toward the small gathering of guards outside Henemordonin's door. Time for some confrontation for a change.
Ahbi's anger boosted my confidence, but I couldn't suppress the soft shiver of old fear, four years in the making, winding its way up my spine. I was about to face down my grandfather and endure him ye
