The crabs held their line with the specific anxiety of creatures that had very recently been inside a lightning ring and had not yet decided whether the current situation was better.
Noah looked at them.
One of them, the largest, began to raise its claw in the opening motion of the Bloom Rite.
"If you begin dancing again," Noah said, "I will fry you and eat the meat. All of you."
The claw lowered.
"Good. Now." He crouched to their eye level, his Galdr Source multicolored and calm around him. "Tell me the locations of any areas you never venture into. Anything in the surrounding region that you avoid. Any Galdr Source beings like the one that killed your people."
The crabs looked at each other.
