Black Shuk’s snout was hot and wet with yet more Iceni blood. He was killing them wherever he found them, and he was finding them far too easily. The look of surprise on their faces when he ambushed them was starting to get boring and he yearned for the thrill of the chase and the joy of the kill. He knew where they could be found because the traitor was cruel and impatient.
How many more would die before war was declared?
How many more would die before war was declared?A score of their mutilated forms lay on the ground before him, and from where he stood, it looked as though some giant hand had reached down and then carefully dressed the battle scene, laying each man or woman out on the ground, making sure that there was a small space around each one, so that they could die in private.
