I will not watch idly as something else I care about goes up in smoke.

You think that because you’re a pretty little thing, we’ll think twice about breaking your neck? Think again, darlin’. You don’t want to make any more enemies in this town.

It’s reality. It’s chaos, danger, and destruction. And once again, I’m rushing toward it.

I know what every mark on his clothes and skin means. It is just a physical depiction of the hell he’s been through. Even now, I can’t fully understand what kinds of marks his soul bears.