Tapper took out yet another golem as she carved her way toward the Dias, Snare and Granite guarding her flanks from stingtails with wild bucks and feints. With his arrangement of chimes disrupted, Grogar could only sift through them as they approached.
Finally lifting one up, Grogar rang a hollow tone that reverberated through the halls.
Most of the herd dropped to the floor as only a few kept fighting. Some scratched at their heads as black fluid leaked from their ears.
”Forget,” whispered the voice in their heads, “Forget freedom. Forget thoughts of escape. Even better, forget to breathe.”