Raphael looked directly into the elder's eyes and stopped hiding the hostility in his.
"My second purpose. I'm going to kill you, and make sure your kind can't hunt here anymore."
The elder shook her head slowly, the long head feathers swaying with the motion.
"Foolish. You. Cannot."
She didn't wait for a response, muttering on at her own pace.
"You humans. See my kind. As monsters. You hunt us. We hunt. You. This is. Fair."
Raphael made a short, contemptuous sound.
"That's a false equivalence. Though I doubt you'd follow the distinction. It doesn't matter which came first, your hunting or human hunters coming for you.
What it means is simple. Different sides, different species, different standing. There's nothing between us except killing each other."
He turned his wrist and gripped Death Crow. Blood Frenzy ignited, the red flooding into his eyes.
