“Isn’t this one a pretty catch?” The woman’s knife found it away under your chin, tilting your head back with the cold steel as you swallowed against it.

“Where was this one found?” She turned to the man who dragged you in. “North point. They had a horde on them, and were holding their own. I thought you’d like ‘em.” The man replied.

Valeria nodded, dismissing the man after a moment. “I can figure you want to know why you’re here,” her head tilted, taking the knife away.