Geneura, I leave this for your slobbering minions to bring back with them, tails tucked between their legs. They tracked me to this house, but to no avail. By the time they break in, I'll be long gone. Engitaale and I will never rejoin your pack. Others will leave too. The crueler your grip, the more will slip through your claws. Someday, it'll be just you, Geneura, with no underlings to fight for you. Then you'll see me again. Soon, Geneura, soon. — Selenor