Doctor felt the killing intent before he turned to it .
It came off the Red Apostle in a pressure that had weight , a thing the body registered the way it registered cold or a drop in the air — too strong to ignore , filling the glade with the single fixed wanting of one specific death . Even the Choir-Eater stirred at it , the countless eyes along its restored length shifting toward the source — and finding the intent aimed at someone else , the creature let it go . Its eyes went back to the apparitions .
But Rapax caught its attention on the way .
