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Yes, that much is clear, the Taggerung answered with a knowing look upon the cyclops.

It does not answer my question, however.

This was a dangerous point to press. For the frightening one-eyed devil was clearly a man who was not to be teased. There was a darkness upon his coat, mingled with his soul, a darkness that had no right to have occupied the body of a wolf.

Regardless of who’s ghosts they were, the bard wished to know what strength the dead maintained after their demise.

What superstitions plagued this devil?