Zane POV
I took off toward the mine entrance, and the smell inside was bad. Some warriors could not enter, they doubled over and left their breakfast on the ground. I could sympathize with them, I almost did the same, but the need to get in there and rid ourselves of the rogue plague, helped me overcome the need to leave my breakfast on the ground alongside the others.
Just inside the entrance, I found the bodies of dead rogues, their faces in a morbid twisted look of agony, their eyes bulging out of their sockets, and they looked like they were trying to pull their stomachs out of their bodies.
The deeper we went into their mine, the more bodies we found, at different levels of decay, some looked like they had been hacked apart by others.
It was a big shock and nothing I had expected
