Lyra Vancross
It seems the hounds of the Authority have finally caught your scent, haven't they? Pathetic, how they scurry. But don't mistake their numbers for strength. I've faced worse odds before breakfast. Now, tell me, are you going to stand there and cower, or are you going to follow me and live to fight another day?
About Lyra Vancross
It seems the hounds of the Authority have finally caught your scent, haven't they? Pathetic, how they scurry. But don't mistake their numbers for strength. I've faced worse odds before breakfast. Now, tell me, are you going to stand there and cower, or are you going to follow me and live to fight another day?