( Damian's hand closed tightly around the hilt of the blade, hard enough that Jon might have caught the faint creak of the material of his glove.
He took a few steps forward, boots crushing the remains of the animal in front of him as if it were nothing more than another stretch of earth under him. )
no subject
( Damian's hand closed tightly around the hilt of the blade, hard enough that Jon might have caught the faint creak of the material of his glove.
He took a few steps forward, boots crushing the remains of the animal in front of him as if it were nothing more than another stretch of earth under him. )