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'I don't know much more than what you already overheard the Rainlords mention earlier,' said Garovel.

Indeed, the Killer of Krohin had been a big subject in the Rainlords' discussions that evening.

Apparently, his real name was Thaddeus Croll, and the "Krohin" part of his moniker referred to a city in Lyste that had been slaughtered at his hands. It was unclear, however, if the Killer was single-handedly responsible for every death or if he had merely been the one to issue the order. Either way, the man's reputation was for his utter barbarism and mercilessness.

The Rainlords had also said that the Killer was famous for using blades of all kinds, supposedly being deadly with virtually any type of sharp object.

That seemed an odd descriptor for a servant, Hector felt. Perhaps whatever the man's ability was didn't lend itself very well to conventional means of combat. Like integration, maybe.

'Not much more is still more, Garovel.'

'Well, it's just some old rumors. Who knows if they're true or not? And giving you false information could be just as bad or worse than giving you no information.'

'I'll keep that in mind, then. Tell me.'

Garovel took his time answering. 'Okay... ah... do you remember when I told you about my last servant? Simon?'

Hector blinked. Oh shit. 'Yeah?'

'Remember how I told you that Simon's entire team walked into an ambush and got killed?'

Hector could see where this was going. 'You're saying Thaddeus Croll was involved in that?'

'Like I said, it's just an old rumor. I don't know for sure. I didn't go with Simon on that mission, and he hated talking about it. But yes, I think it's likely that he was involved.'

Hector wasn't sure how to respond. He could see why Garovel was reluctant to tell him about it, though. Fuck.