Ask her what she knows, face to face. He aimed high, for the stalactite teeth hanging above the entryway, and his mighty hammer did its work perfectly, smashing apart several of the hanging rocks.
She rose, gray skirts rustling around her ankles. One way or another, some of the gaps in his soul were filled.
Though their fellows were at present too excited by this ritual to take note of the pets in their midst, they would not be so indifferent when the circling spell no longer bound.