C22 The Hunt Made Flesh

The pulsing red dot on the map was a new, brutal sun, and their entire universe contracted to orbit around it. The raw vulnerable confession in the air evaporated and was replaced by a chillingly clear atmosphere of imminent violence. Damiano's brief moment of humanity receded, and the king returned, cold, decisive, and absolute. His voice on the intercom rang like thunder: "Leo. Riccardo