He stared at Mara. Of course she wouldn't stand aside so easily. He clenched his fists to keep from grabbing his saber to make her move. It was a small bit of control, proof that he was not too far gone yet. But still, the desire for blood stood and oh how Galen wanted to see it satisfied.
"My state of anger means nothing! Moriarty's men must pay for what they have done to everyone here! For what he made Gaia do just because he did her a favor!" His mouth spoke without thinking. He hadn't spoken of his relationship to Gaia to anyone, not even Mara.
"Please, let me go do this Mara..." he said, his eyes almost pleading with the need for blood.