Marsh let the withered corpse fall to the blackened ground without any rage or frustration. He had a large group hidden behind his weavings but many of the men with certain wrist artifacts shivered as their companion was now gone.
"I believe I gave strict orders to not push the boundary of your limits and map out the Hinterland until we find our prey. Leaving evidence only warns are enemies and if anyone so much as tries to think for themselves, I will need some refueling soon." Another shiver passed through the men but none of them dared do anything.
There were 10 Soulless in the tent with them, one for each man, and they knew if they even touched their bracelets, they would die instantly. They had no control over those ones but Marsh dismissed them from his tent.
He had gone to Dar with 4 Soulless and found a thriving market of slaves being turned into Soulless.
