DCXLI. The Balance
"Let Gridd go, and then we'll talk. You need our information. You can't demand it by force," Karl said, knowing that the Xis would break his grip on his friend.
With a quick hand gesture, limiting himself to carrying it along his hips, the Overseer left Gridd, who fell to the ground on her knees, dropping one of her swords and grabbing it soon after.
"You still don't understand how important Dag is to us, Xis. He is the perfect hybrid, more like us than you," the Xis said, walking forward over Karl, who watched him pass by, looking at him in fear.
"Dag is a human being like us, in all things. Stop talking like that about something you don't know. Although you have observed him since his arrival here on Skjold, you have never lived by his side. I won't let you talk like that about him! Karl and I don't know where he is. None of us knows where she is!" Gridd angrily exclaimed, stretching her sore legs because of the spell that had kept her stuck in mid-air.