Oh Maker Help Me. Creators Help Me. Whatever is out there, take this away from my sight. Adasse can feel his knees shake, and it's in his voice but he's nodding his head behind Sorrel. He knows he won't be able to do anything, but he's got Sorrel's back. Sorrel is protecting him and he can trust Sorrel. His Sorrel.

"He will! He will! You're not my Sorrel! I don't know what you are, but you're not My Sorrel! So Piss off!"