His icy eyes held a glint of both inquiry and menace.,The man came closer, with a flick of his hand he moved it to his chest and pressed it in. He was only wearing a white robe that had already been stained red.,"I'll bite you to pieces! Let me go!" Her voice was gritted with fury. If she weren't worried about soiling her teeth, she would have bared them—sharp, white incisors ready to sink into his throat! She had been terrified, yes, but something strange happened when he spoke. Two simple sentences and all fear vanished like smoke in the wind. There was a power in his voice that felt...different. It wasn't something she would expect from a monster.。