I had just discovered that I couldn’t stand looking at dead people. While Cahl and our companions examined the monstrously butchered bodies of the guards without blinking, I stubbornly turned my head elsewhere.
Already, in the forest, in front of the corpses of Harvey and Willow, I had brought my meal back up in a second. Maybe because I knew them, it had touched me much more than these complete strangers who I certainly wouldn’t miss. Still, even if in this case I managed to keep my cereal bar warm in my stomach, I couldn't yet play the tough guy in the face of death. I wasn’t strong enough. This recurring observation ended up being more and more annoying.
“This creature is a savage beast,” Cahl commented evenly. “It destroyed them… it’s a real carnage.”
I raised a hand to my nose, sud
