The tall Priest nodded so fast that blood dripped from the wounds on his face and hit the floor. The woman Priest was already trying to speak, though her words came out hoarse since her throat was raw from the screaming. The young one just nodded and kept nodding, as if stopping would bring the insects back.
"Good," Reidar said. He sat down on the crate again. "Start from the beginning. Tell me everything about the Church's operations in Kingsgate."
They talked. All five of them. They interrupted each other, corrected each other, and desperately competed for "Most Cooperative Interrogation Subject" like it was an Olympic sport—because apparently, spending an hour as an all-you-can-eat buffet for wasp-sized nightmares did wonders for one's willingness to share.
Reidar listened.
Half an hour later, he stood outside the stone building, and the five Priests were dead behind him.
