Danger lurks, but even more so for you and your Acolytes hidden within the walls amongst your people. The risk is great. If you are found you'll be killed. Many have already died for our fight and I'll mourn them all.

[He mourned the passing of his brothers and sisters, but the humans? Their lives were barely the blink of an eye for him. Not that William needed to know that. He looked wounded enough by the loss.]