Moonspear a moving tale

Hydra listened to Desdemona and heard it to be true. 

But as she looked to the sallow form of Tye, Hydra knew if she ever saw a spirit like his again she would do much the very same as she had done now. He had not for a moment been a waste; if she had a regret in this, it was the thought of his suffering throughout. A swift death was always better than a long one... but she had given him one more chance. A chance he, too, fought for. 

His name was Tye, Hydra informed Desdemona, her eyes turning to her subordinate. He fought for us on one occasion, for food; alongside me, she remembered fondly. And so as her gaze turned to him once more, Hydra did not withhold the mourning keen as she howled to Moonspear to alert all of his unfortunate passing. He was gone, but he would never be forgotten by Hydra. Indeed, Desdemona's words had been a comfort; now, at least, he would know peace.