Porcupine Ridge They managed to rob the New Sheoth palace vaults? Curious.

He found himself leaning closer, closer, waiting for her response—until her mouth spewed something awful and the Seer jumped back, golden eyes widening with horror at the ground between them. Dark, horrid bile, with the scent of blood rising—

Are you sick? Hex demanded, ignoring what she'd said before. She had shown him plenty. If a black-furred wolf could lose its color in fear, he'd be standing there blanched to the bone, gaunt and wraithlike.

I have to show you something.

"Is she sick?!" he asked the spirits, his mind's voice a desperate cry.

And all at once, the world seemed to shake and crumble at the prospect of sanctuary breached.