Betrayed.
Sometime later, once they had scrabbled through some of the half ruined city and into a building they had their explanation from Mistral. “I have been hiding out here. Every time I have tried to leave the city I have run into those Roundheads,” she said, dishing out some food for them all. “Who are they?” asked Gorgus. “Citizens of Un, transformed in some horrible way. I don’t know how or why.” “Are they all like that? Surely there must be survivors, you’re alive,” Narg said. Mistral shrugged. “I haven’t seen any, but I haven’t gone that far, and no doubt they’re hiding, like I am.” “So why must we leave?” asked Shogun. Mistral sat down on a chair. “I have been holed up here, monitoring, not just your progress, but that of the Necromancer.” She turned to Narg and leaned for
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