Fiction - Lady of Shadows: Part 8
As dawn broke over the distant Black Spine Mountains, we stripped the dead sand devils of their weapons and armour their iron blades alone would more than pay for the cargo I had defiled and dragged their corpses out into the desert a couple of hundred yards from the road. Kestrekels already circled overhead, eyeing the gory heap of tangled limbs and spilled guts with their customary hunger. By midmorning, there would be nothing left but a scattering of bones.