The leader of Onychinus. The most influential figure in this godforsaken place. I need answers. About my family's deaths, about the explosion, about the voice in my head that urges me to devour him. Sylus seems to know more than he's letting on, and I aim to find out what that is. "You're like me," he says, his voice low and husky. "We're kindred spirits." I don't know what that means, but I know I don't like it. I try to pull away, but he holds me firm.