Gordon liked to think of himself as a rational kind of guy. His whole life, he'd valued logic and facts above anything else. But there was no logical reason for his fear of this man. Everything about him just seemed... wrong. He was too thin, for a start, practically skeletal, and as pale as a corpse. That combined with the hoarse rasp of his breath should have made him far from intimidating. And yet nothing about him seemed weak. Overwhelming power almost radiated from him. Gordon couldn't explain how he sensed it, but he knew he was helpless in comparison.