Blacktail Deer Plateau before you wreck yo self

Colt Blackthorn meant nothing, but Wildfire did, and— He felt a punch in the gut as she said Heda's name, something he hadn't heard in quite some time. His lips curled in what could have been a snarl, except there was no noise behind it, no audible thunder.

Wildfire betrayed Drageda, Vercingetorix said gravely, shaking his head. And that makes Kiwi a traitor, too. She has no claim to our name nor our land. Thuringwethil is. . . Say it, you coward! Dead, he finished lamely, swallowing a lump that had risen suddenly in his throat.

And you couldn't stop it. Some cheka you were.

Kiwi's not around, Verx concluded, his voice flat. He fixed a severe stare on her face. If I see her, I'll take her your way. Obviously she needs to be held accountable for her many fuck-ups.