Moonsong Glacier no more than I deserve

Apparently his vow of silence was not enough, or in some way displeasing to whatever god judged him, now. The ghost was upon him before Marbas even knew he was there, and a shocked, pain-filled cry was torn from his lungs without his permission.

But even in his pain, he held on to one promise; he would never fight again.

Forcing himself to be limp, Marbas allowed himself to be caught in the iron jaws of whatever creature now plagued him. He would do his best not to protest the treatment, though every muscle in his body was screaming for reprive, and his wicked heart was even now readying itself for revenge.

No matter what, he thought to himself, gritting his teeth together. No matter what, I must not fight back.

So he did not.