“I heard you went up against one of the Forest People and beat him.” “Killed him,” I said. River Shoulders eyed me and repeated, “Beat him.” A little cold feeling went through me. “What?” He nodded. “Big part of why I’m here. Wanted to warn you.” “How?” I demanded. “There was nothing left but ketchup.” River Shoulders shrugged again. “I don’t know how. But I saw him not a moon ago. Blood on His Soul won’t forget. Keep your eyes open, huh?”
