Chapter ThreeGarth awoke at the first light of dawn, and was gratified to see Elmil still asleep nearby. Had the man fled during the night, Garth’s quest to Mormoreth might have been delayed for as much as a week in tracking him down and killing him.
Although it was not yet light enough to travel, the overman began packing and loading; there was not much to be done, and he finished in less than ten minutes. The sound was enough to waken Elmil, however, and the bandit lent what aid he could in tying the furs he had slept in over the immense pack on the warbeast’s back. As he did, Garth noticed him glancing frequently at the creature’s monstrous head and at the scanty remains of his horse. When the loading was complete, Garth said, “You never saw a warbeast before.”
“No.”
“Nor an overman?
