"Estrada flexed his bicep and stared at his latest tattoo. Corvus Corax. The raven's back broke into a flurry of feathers and deranged birds to remind him how he'd split the terror asunder with the force of his right arm. He could still feel the damp steel, the hot blood, the hollow pit of his pulsing gut as he struck. The creature held a bloody rose in its beak so he'd never forget how close he'd come .
"Estrada flexed his bicep and stared at his latest tattoo. Corvus Corax. The raven's back broke into a flurry of feathers and deranged birds to remind him how he'd split the terror asunder with the force of his right arm. He could still feel the damp steel, the hot blood, the hollow pit of his pulsing gut as he struck. The creature held a bloody rose in its beak so he'd never forget how close he'd come .