Barns pants, hand resting on his knee. "Please tell me that was the only one."
Eldrie lowers his bow, eyes still glowing faintly. "No promises. Whatever that thing was, it wasn't the Corpsie we were talking to earlier. That thing is still around, somewhere. I'm sure of it."
They stare at the pile of steaming filth.
Then, slowly, the hero and the archer begin to walk back toward the barrier.
"Now what?" Barns asks, looking around them in every direction. "That thing can get through the barrier. We need to find and kill it before it can go any further."
"Do we have any idea how to do such a thing?" Eldrie shoots back.
Suddenly, a cold envelops them - an unnatural pall of chilly fog.
Barns shivers. There's something familiar about the cold, but it couldn't be - the Pale Court and its fog were far behind them now.
"Miss me?"
