Waves of sick churned in my stomach. Displayed over the gates that had been left open during the attack, Tomas Grisen’s head was spiked at the top. Limbs were draped over the walls; ribs and what looked to be a spine were propped against the gate. It was horrible and gruesome and filled with rage. And my heart knew. While others retched and gasped at the sight, there was one who grinned.
Literally touched her and died lmao
