Red marks appeared across his luminous form…not wounds, but evidence of education forcibly imparted. They seemed to exist outside his body's natural regeneration, as if the lessons they represented were too important to be healed away.
PAH!
|You will remember this moment every time you consider acting without honor.|
By the end, Altheon gazed at Noah and the stick with the kind of fear typically reserved for forces of nature!
He understood now, with terrible clarity, that this simple tool could do something far worse than kill him…it could make him understand himself!
Noah nodded with satisfaction, lowering the Goad. He didn't mention that Altheon's crime had been attempting to kill one of his bodies days ago. The lesson had been delivered; the specifics were irrelevant.
"Pick him up until he recovers," he said to Thessaly, his tone brooking no argument.
