Celeste had a hand to her mouth at the sight of sudden violence, her feet rooted to the spot. I gave her a nudge to snap her out of it. We stepped over the bodies and continued on. She obviously understood me; it caused me to wonder why the old man spoke an arcane language requiring an interpreter earlier. More subterfuge from the Temple of the Rhinoceros? Maybe they thought they could keep the Sheikh off balance more easily, or just wanted to get a good look at Vananella, the only woman in our party.
They tricked us from the start.
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