"This is an absolute extortion!" Mary hissed, her bowstring drawn back to her ear, her aim locked directly between the one-eyed leader's brows. "You didn't fight a single spider! You didn't bleed for a single spool of silk! You have absolutely no right to a single pebble in this clearing!"
"Rights mean shit on the frontier, widow!" a bearded mercenary from the second line shouted, letting out a crude, mocking laugh as the rest of the horde began to jeer and bang their weapons against their shields.
