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She looked down at the bound Jaghut ’To answer the death of Toc the Younger, brother to Onos T’oolan, Ithe nari of his lower tusks Then he said, ’You should have killed us the first tier?’ Quick Ben asked ’From Onearm’s Host? But-’

’He was lost,’ Paran said ’Thrown into a chaotic warren by Hairlock’

The wizard was scowling ’To land in the Seer’s lap? That hardly seems-’

’He appeared here,’ the woman cut in ’At Morn The Seer interrupted his journey north to rejoin his people, a journey that, for a time, he shared with Onos T’oolan The Seer tortured the mortal, destroyed him’

’Toc’s dead?’ Paran asked, hisrocked in every direction

’I saw his body, yes And noill deliver unto this Jaghut pain to match’

’Have you not already done so?’ the Jaghut hissed

The Bonecaster’s face tightened

’Wait,’ Quick Ben said, looking now to both her and Paran ’Listen to rieve for the loss But it changes nothing, not here, not now’ He turned once more back to the Seer ’She is still in there, you know’

The Jaghut flinched, eyes widening

’Didn’t you understand that? The Matron could only take one You’

’No-’

’Your sister is still there Her soul seals that wound It’s the arrens heal the into each other The first time, it was the Matron -- the K’Chain Che’Malle Time’s come, Seer, to send her back Hood knohat that Finnest will do -- once you release it, once you send it into that rent-’

The Jaghut hastly smile ’To free my sister? To what? You fool You blind, stupid fool Ask the Bonecaster -- how long would we survive in this world? The T’lan Imass will hunt us in earnest now I free ht -- I reh sleep Mother, carrying us, slipping in the mud-’ He shifted his head a fraction, ’And oh how I remember you, Bonecaster! You sent us into that wound -- you-’

’I was ht -- I believed -- it was a portal into Omtose Phellack’

’Liar! You hut you are no different from your undead kin No, you’d discovered a more horrible fate for us’