She was shaking. Actually shaking, her whole body vibrating with a rage so pure it tasted like copper in her mouth. Her claws had torn through the velvet of the chaise without her noticing.
The dog beast man was pressed against the doorframe now, trying to make himself smaller. "I—I'm sorry, Maddie, I just thought you'd want to-"
"Who are they?" she snapped. "Names. Levels, I need everything."
"I don't-I don't have names yet, I just heard from the scouts that they came in with the convoy from the north, and the General himself met them at the gate, and he had pretended to be a guard in the background."
