The leaders gathered were quiet for one another's responses. A few shook their heads. What broke the pause was a familiar voice from behind them all. "All we've gotta content with is the growing numbness in our asses!" Janius and one of the alphas parted to reveal Harriet in fur, leather, and mail armour, holding three javelins against the back of her neck with both wrists. She looked the model of a warrior, but for the distracting magical sheen on the strange new collar around her neck.

Most of the leaders present, seemed uneasy in Harriet's presence. When she started to walk closer, the sudden movement made the nearest to her flinch. She shifted her her javelins to one hand before breaking the new silence she had wrought. "I don't know about all of you, but I have a reckoning to get to. If ya don't mind, we should get going."

All around, the warband was standing at the ready. Many were as eager to get going as Harriet was, but they were beaten to protest by the one they would sent to death.