Five warriors knelt bound and gagged before me. I was impressed. There was even a prince in the group.
"Kill them." I told the monks. I didn't need to hear their pleas. They weren't human anymore.
I opened the hide tent, and stretched in the sunlight.
"Another dozen await execution, Tumen. Whatever they picked up during the war, it's spreading." The shaman beside me spat on the ground. "We need pull it from the roots."
"You can proceed. And the mage? What does he have to say?"
"His insights have been invaluable. This isn't the first time he's seen corruption like this."
"And? Have we found any of these books he was speaking of?"
The shaman shook his head. "No, but the corrupted are all carrying a totem on them that makes it impossible for the scryers to spot them."
"Fools. That just makes them so much easier to find."
"If my enemy wants to be stupid, more power to him."
