Dominic finally lowered his fist slightly and spoke in the same calm tone he had used earlier, as if he wasn't standing in the middle of a battlefield that had just eaten its own men.
"Little sacrifices," he said almost casually, and his eyes turned to Gabriel as if he were making a point in a conversation rather than committing something unforgivable. "You wanted to overturn my camp in one night, so don't look surprised that I'm willing to pay the price to bury you in one night as well."
Gabriel didn't answer immediately, because he had already understood the ugly part. He understood the message Dominic was giving. Dominic was telling everyone watching that lives didn't matter, only outcomes did, and that if he needed more fuel, he would simply take it.
