Nora heaved where she stood a few feet away. It was a morbid sight-- all the bodies that lay scattered, some in pieces and others like dolls-- you'd think they were just asleep.

The smell of decay rose in clouds; my eyes wouldn't be able to see in a shade other than red for quite some time.

"You did good," Zade stopped in front of me. 

"So did you," I said.

I looked at his hand, remembering the Elder's wound.

"You were tied to him," I said.

"Like a dog on ...