[He almost wants to send Bariyan away. What was there to talk about? The man had been right about him, after all. Koltira was a creature of war, a conduit for violence and destruction. Hadn't the past few days alone confirmed that?
He had killed and killed, and felt better with every death, at least physically. His ever-present pain was at its lowest point since coming to this island, and it was for all the very worst reasons.
Koltira stares into his bottle, which is nearly empty already. He doesn't speak.]
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He had killed and killed, and felt better with every death, at least physically. His ever-present pain was at its lowest point since coming to this island, and it was for all the very worst reasons.
Koltira stares into his bottle, which is nearly empty already. He doesn't speak.]