Zoe stood up and smiled, her face glowing in the firelight. I opened my mouth to say something, just as a bellowing roar swept through. Zevran, Ava and Violet all threw their arms in the air and shouted, "Not me!"
I sighed exasperatedly. "You see? This is why I tend not to come back; all I do is get summoned by a multitude of different people. Do you want to come, Zoe?"
"Where are you going?" she asked in a small voice.
I smiled. "You'll see."
I reached out my hand to her. She took it and let me pull her out of the large room. Walking through the corridors, I noted how few people were around. I had no idea what time it was, but most of them were probably asleep.
"You called Ava and Violet prophetesses," Zoe commented.
"I did," I agreed. She looked up at me and I realised she wanted me to elaborate. "Several of the women are."
"What does it mean?" she asked.
"Well, in Christianity, you have a Pope, then you have bishops, yes? You could relate prophetesses to bishops, I guess. That's probably the best way of explaining it."
"Does that mean you're like the Pope, then?"
Frowning, I said, "Please don't say that."
She laughed. "Fine then, I won't. Where are we going?"
"You'll see," I repeated, smiling.
"Darran!" I heard from down one of the side corridors.
"What?!" Darran shouted back at, presumably, Riley.
"Will you please calm down?" Riley exclaimed.
I stopped walking, instead, watching Darran storming our way and Riley rushing not far behind him.
"'Calm down'!" Darran yelled.
"Fuck's sake, Riley, you just don't get it, do you?"
Darran spun around to face Riley, who threw his arms up in frustration.
"What did I say?" Riley asked loudly.
"You just don't understand." Darran's voice was threateningly low.
"No, I don't understand. You know why? You haven't told me what this is about!"
When Darran pushed Riley, I decided to step in. Walking up to them quickly, I put my hand on Darran's shoulder. He just shrugged it off.
"Come on, calm down. We can talk about this," I said calmly.
After a minute or so of glaring at Riley, Darran nodded slowly. Letting me turn him around, I started to walk away with him - in the opposite direction to Riley, of course.
"Whatever it was, you didn't need to throw a hissy fit over it," Riley muttered.
Darran stopped and as he began to shake, my first and foremost thought was, Uh-oh. Darran spun around again and launched himself at Riley. Grabbing his shirt, Darran flung him against a wall. I heard the all-to-familiar sound of cracking bones.
I stepped forward slowly as Darran's shaking grew in intensity. He fell to his knees and curled into a ball. Running his fingers through his hair, the shaking turned to complete tremors.
Riley pushed himself up against the wall, holding onto his side. Darran's breathing became breathless wheezing. Closing my eyes, I was more than aware of what was going to happen next.