Neither of them heard the footsteps. Until Rafe's voice cut through the tension in the air, they hadn't even realized he was there. But as they turned to look at the Master, both of them felt something change...a subtle shift in the air. Subtlebut it came with something icy and ugly. Something that filled Kel with dread. "Don't tell me he's killed again," he rasped. Disgusted and furious, his hands closed into fists and the refrain started to circle through his mind once more. Helpless. Useless. Worthless. The feral's words whispered through his mind. "I'm going to rip your heart out of your chest and smash it. You will die this time." Kel's own respondse..."Promise?"