The echo of the gold goblet hitting the wall faded, leaving only the heavy silence of the deep and the rhythmic beat of Roxy's own heart.
She stood there, chest heaving, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. The rage that had exploded out of her felt foreign, too hot, too sharp.
It was like a physical entity trying to claw its way out of her throat.
It was like her rebellious days, when she could easily make a big mistake like killing another human being.
"Deep breaths," Roxy whispered to herself, pressing a palm to her forehead. "Inhale the damp air. Exhale like crazy."
She closed her eyes. The anger began to recede, leaving behind a familiar exhaustion. It was the hormones. It was the terrifying reality that she was a mammal trapped in a fish tank.
She looked at the blue System window still hovering in the air.
[Quest: The Voice of the Deep.]
She stared at the objective: Gain the Absolute Trust of Caspian.
