Intelligence

While the other creatures feasted around the camp, their shadows moving in the darkness, it appeared this one—Darkheart—preferred the companionship of Trent.

“You don’t mix with your brothers, I see,” said Trent. “You think you’re better than them?”

“Of course I do. They’re blinded by the beast, utterly surrendered to it. They don’t realize that they could have had the best of both worlds if they’d just fought the change that little bit harder.”

“Like you did?”

“Like I did.”

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