RAVEN
It was my fault for walking into that dungeon. It was my fault for thinking that I could do that. How delusional could I be? Did I forget what he was capable of? I did. I sure did, and now that I had been reminded that he could hurt someone, even when they were helpless, I could not stop seeing it.
I sighed. And dropped the towel I was using to towel my hair. I didn't understand how he could be different yet the same. How I could see a different man one minute and another the next.
But he was only trying to get information. That was all there was to it. Couldn't he do that a different way, though? Wasn't there another way to find out whatever information he needed? A way that didn't include torture. A light bulb sparked in my brain.
"Ash…." I turned to my cat.
"If I can see the
