one break - open; branding

[rhosmari]

LIKE WHAT YOU SEE? THEN YOU GOT GOOD VISION
BOY, THIS BEAT HITS SO DIFFERENT.

He wasn't going to apologize for committing the very crime that he had committed against her people. The woman felt anger boiling in her stomach, her heat increasing as he flames began to crawl along her shoulders. What an arrogant fool he was. Then he had the audacity to tell her not to come after his children. But he could go and do as he pleased. Maimimg and hurting others as he saw fit. But oh his precious children. From where she had come from everyone had their place and every had their jobs. She had seen things that would turn the stomachs of even seasoned warriors. But this just seemed to add fuel to her fire. "Once his children become old enough. Once they have tasted the first breath of being an able fighter they better hope that Tanglewood is not an enemy of the Pitt." There was no mercy in her voice as she watched him and as he continued on, suddenly getting lost in her own head she curled her claws, the fire appearing along the curve of her weapons.

Being Luminary meant doing the things others didn't have to. Making the hard decisions. His hallucinations wouldn't save him. She had no time to have remorse for a potential killer. If Merlin had not been taken to the Coalition and they hadn't begun treating her she could be dead. Her ear flicked at someone's words and she shrugged her shoulders. "She will not feel sympathy for him and his keen because he didn't for her and her people. This is his final punishment. And then he will be dragged through the muck and out back where he belongs." Then suddenly she began to attempt to bury her claws into the man's chest, her claws carving through flesh and burning at the same time. She would brand him. Slicing and cauterizing his flesh with the shape of a four mouth crocodile point down and to his heart.

— Reggan