Vert soon found herself bound to a chair on the Council Hill with her hands and maw tied up. Sadron was less than enthusiastic about having to deal with a girl-shaped monster, and Arandur even less so. They both studied her like she was an alien. She was, in a way. They kept her tied there until the next morning, when Xen had ordered everyone to reassemble.

Once everyone was present, Arandur released Vert from the chair without releasing her hands or maw. Sadron looked at Xen and gestured to the girl. "I'll leave the decision to you, commander. What would you like to do with the prisoner?"