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The night silence was broken by six booms. The guardians grabed their weapons and peered out the cave entrance. Outside, six skiffs marked in the colors of the storms circled the wreck of the tram before spreading out to disgorge their cargo. Seeing as around half of them were wounded, they decided to lie low and see if the fallen would pass them over.

The guardians counted around forty vandals sweeping the wreckage. It was then that the snow atop the cave shifted with a pair of footfalls, and a voice spoke in the fallen tounge.

"We cannot remain out here for long my lord."

After a few moments, A deeper, menacing voice hissed back. "I am aware of such, but I must be sure."

"Of what my lord?"

"The prey's demise. And I art not convinced."

"Art thou sure it was them? It could have been the flames, or the vex, or the..."

"Dost thee feel that? That itch upon thy skin? That feeling of unease? It is light, the tram reeks of it. I hold no doubt It was them."

"Then they art dead, or at least scattered. The cabal rarely leave a job unfinished."

"The cabal rarely leave a golaith tank and so many corpses lying around. If they had killed the prey, there would not be such a mess. No, The prey survived, And they art not far from here."

"Then they shall freeze to death this night."

"If the light's servants were idiots, they would have frozen to death long ago, and our work would be done. They lie near, cowering in some ruin or cave."

"Thy instinct lies far beyond mine my lord, thus I yield to thy greater judgement."

"But thou art correct, just as the night would kill them, so shall it end us if we linger too long. Send word for the hunters to gather all that can be salvaged, we shall sort it out upon the ketch."

The vandals mooved with practiced motion, hooking the golaith tank to a skiff with sevral cables, and loading the corpses of the cabal onto the others. With a final long gaze into the night, Rhall and his hunters boarded their skiffs, and set off for their ketch.