My Lord's Will (Part 1)

As the champion of Fate dragged the bleeding young woman halfway across the stage, Daniel quietly observed the two. Deep frown lines marked his glabella, a feature caused by the confusing nature of the feelings provoked by the presence of the two individuals. It had been awhile since the presence of another entity had changed his calculative and calm state of mind, and yet, such a feat appeared all too easy for the two of them.

The natural hostility he had felt towards the champion of Fate was almost instinctive, and had caused Daniel to childishly lash out in a situation where, if in his natural state of mind, he could have simply bypassed with an insincere show of politeness. Yet, something about this young man had bothered him beyond reason.