After Ysor and I had spoken and decided this was the best course of action, I went looking for Marcel. It took a while. Some young men eventually pointed me in his direction, and after winding through the Stone Valley's jagged corridors of rock, I finally found him.
He was standing with a group of men. The moment I came into view, one of them broke away and charged at me, shouting.
"You should not be here!"
"Back off!"
Marcel's voice cut across the gap before the man could close it. Which was fortunate for him. I'd already summoned a metal ball, ready to take his eyes out the moment he crossed a certain distance.
'Very lucky fellow.'
He stopped, glaring at me.
I sized him up with open disinterest, then walked past him towards Marcel, who was watching me with a small smile on his dark face.
