Those were the last words that he ever said.
The moment that the words were out of the prisoner's mouth, black veins started to spread across his throat, and down his chest as he gasped for air, wheezing futile wordless curses at his mentors.
"Killing curse to prevent betrayal. We should have expected that." Amie sighed.
"Well, we got some details out of him anyhow. Enough that we will be able to give the armies an idea of what they're facing, based on the territory that this group was supposed to have passed through on their way here.
The Frosthound Riders must have been one of the first acquisitions, as they live higher up in the mountains. But they might have also been summoned." Dominic noted.
Amie shook her head. "None of the dead here were strong enough to summon them. So, they had to have been brought with them as they travelled.
But that also means there are likely to be more Yeti.
