"There had been deaths or course, to the foothold lost, to viruses and bacteria of the hinterland, and to the depredations of the inland preditors, animals that unfold in claws, teeth, cirri, and killed. Drogon went hunting with the Council's forces and came back with heads of strange predators, with new wounds and stories...
...The Iron Council papsed over foorprints, the stiletto holds of an echinoerd rex, the strange track of an inchman, pounded earth in clumps of four or five yards apart."
Iron Council, China Mieville
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