"Ah, ah, listen!" The voice said, having noticed the exchange. "If you don't, people will die."
A village exploded a short distance away. He'd been at the front of the reinforcement charge, when he'd seen that Beam and Lombard were having trouble with Gorm. He'd worked himself up bravely. Normally a mild-mannered man, he'd done more than his fair share in the battle that they'd fought. The blood on his clothes was evidence of that.
And now, his body was nothing more than a pile of reddened pulp.
