"Eheheh... you don't know anything about what you've done... don't imagine the mess you got yourself into..."
"You only have a few more seconds to make yourself useful. Tell me why you Jotunns tried to steal the Giantbane!"
"The Giantbane... it's a really nice name..."
The man continued to babble nonsense, as his eyes began to get lost in the void and his blood continued to flow from the wound, slowly killing him.
"Dag, look!" Gridd said, interrupting their speech and resting her hand on his brother's arm, pointing to the back of the man's right shoulder, who as soon as he tried to grab his leg to check its conditions, leaned forward.
Behind the shoulder, there was another wound, which unlike the others was formed by several holes, deep and circular, too similar to the shape of the canines of those ferocious wolves.
