since I'm aware technical vocab is not everyone's cup of tea, let me explain what a "morning star" is real quick and easy: it's a type of weapon characterized by having a ball with a bunch of spikes at the end of the shaft. Very Mediaeval. Very dangerous. Very impressive.
*EXPLICIT TORTURE WARNING* - I'll put another mark just before and after it happens so you guys can still read the chapter avoiding such part if you prefer.
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After hearing what the Flame Keeper had to say, I moved to the place where I had left Lila to discuss with Sam our next move. I knew the woman had been right and, even if I would never admit it out loud, I liked Jusheda, she was my ally down here. I needed her. Maybe the idea of putting the Flame on her was not that bad. Once I finally made it to the level in which they slept, I heard Lila screaming and I immediately started running, finding her midway through the corridor.
- "What happened?" –I got to her, squatting down to take her in my arms and looking behind her- "Where is Sam?"
- "They... he..." –she could barely make out the words as she sobbed, holding to my jacket, realizing her hands were covered in blood.
- "Lila, are you okay?" -I took her hand in one of mine- "Is this blood yours?"
- "No." -she shook her head, wrapping her little arms around my neck as I placed my hand on the back of her neck, looking at the corridor from which she had come, still no sign of Sam- "Sam..."
- "Where is she?"
- "Help her."
- "What...?"
A man from Skaikru entered the level, probably having heard Lila screaming and not hesitating to run up to us. I handed Lila to him as she kept crying, knowing Sam trusted him but not remembering his name and commanding him to get out of there and send one of my men after me.
