Damien left the hall without looking back.

The noise behind him followed him into the corridor. Voices. Anger. Questions. Fear. He ignored all of it. His steps were fast, sharp, controlled. His mind was not.

Cassien noticed immediately.

“Damien,” Cassien called, pushing away from the wall and following him. “Where are you going?”

Damien did not slow down.

“I have something to handle.”

Cassien quickened his pace and grabbed his arm, forcing him to stop. “Now? After what just ...