“General Uu-Descah!” Kahrnahrgx cried.
“Your highness,” the fearful soldier replied, shifting his weight.
“The battle in the upper hall goes well. We will have them all cornered soon enough. According to plan, they are inhibited from parting out of this mountain kingdom because of one in their company.”
“Yes, sir.” Mostly hidden behind Zarentil, Danielle peered through her fallen hair, watching Uu-Descah closely. Again, she was convinced the huge fighter knew more than he disclosed in words.
“Yet,” Kahrnahrgx said quietly, “the battle should have been faster—indeed, over by now—save for the abject failure within the prison cell. How is it, General, that a small band of humans was able to defeat nine of your elite warriors in such close quarters?” From the tone of the feared leader, it was clear where he meant to lay blame for the disastrous mission.
The robed figure nodded approvingly and appeared to whisper something into the ear of Kahrnahrgx.
“Unknown, your highness. There have been fleeting sensations of other gargoyles within the kingdom, other than General Prohximus, of course, who have already visited this chamber.”
Though Danielle saw no perceptible movement in the hall, she felt the tension go up exponentially. The massive general had just reminded his lord that the first battle was lost in his own throne room, under his watch, when General Uu-Descah was elsewhere.
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