“Ethelyn,” Rob gasped, recovering his balance as Bray flung him aside. He knew if not for this man's intervention her attack would have been fatal. He had seen enough altercations in his time, but never had he seen that technique before. He had not expected her to attack him. When he had caught sight of her at the junction she had looked panicked. He had hoped approaching her alone would allow him a chance to calm her. He looked to Bray, offering an appreciative nod as their eyes met.
Bray inspected Taya briefly, feeling exhaustion wash over him. Her impact with the wall had left no lasting mark, but the efforts of his intervention had been no small feat. He moved to sit beside her as he tried to gather some energy. Such influence came with a price, and now more than ever his hunger burne
