Lion Head Mesa now we'll see who is who

qiao received this reply in silence. from his words she tried to triage all possible outcomes: did that mean she was not yet dead? or had she met a similar end as the red king of akashingo's keep?

with teeth gritted, qiao seized an end of leather wrapping. i can assist, for a time. you may need to call upon sayf if you expect expediency. her head would protest, but qiao understood that very few wolves could be trusted with this task.