“Let me live,” Balam coughed, blood spattering his lips, “and I will tell you where to find her.” Iktan lifted a blood-slicked hand and fumbled a necklace free from xir shirt. On the end was a pendant xe had fashioned from the winged serpent bone xe had found on the war college grounds. “I will find her myself.” Xe buried the bone in Balam’s throat. The last look on the jaguar lord’s face was one of complete surprise.