Fortitude: Chapter XLIXMore Like This
I relinquished my hold on Link, stepping back while the Sages gathered around to express their joy at his recovery—and our victory. Nabooru snatched him first, kissing him square on the mouth and embracing him with a laugh. Ruto grabbed his face and kissed each cheek before Darunia lifted him off the ground in a crushing Goron hug. By the time Impa rescued him for a gentler embrace, Nabooru had remembered one other living soul still watched us from the shadows.
"What should we do with this scum?"
We turned to see Ashton stumble forward, hissing when Nabooru forced him to his knees. She snatched a fistful of his hair, keeping him still with a scimitar held to his throat. He did not bother to struggle but cradled his blackened, maimed hand, which clearly caused him great pain. He looked so pathetic I might have pitied him, but any sympathy I once held for him had long been spent.
"Bind his hands," I growled.
"Use my cloak," Link adde