calix von fellner, interrogator

he had learned from Origen Thule that true power was not in the overt violence of Dominus-Law, but in the crushing weight of knowledge; that the most effective threats were never spoken aloud. his unique psychic gift, once an iron certainty in his own will, had been honed into a terrifying art. it was no longer just discipline, but a predatory pressure he could exert upon a mind—he’d become a master at unmaking a heretic’s resolve with an unseen hunger, all devouring. the transition had left his gaze colder, his stillness more profound.