"The rider," she whispered, "is... no one knows."

"No one knows? You said he's shown up before."

"He has, but he's just a ghost story. A human-shaped person, probably a man, who shows up so rarely he... he's just a fucking myth."

"Not exactly a myth," David said. "You're sure it's the rider?"

The three demon ladies looked at him, until Dao eventually clicked once, and they got all marching again.

"Stupid question, my bad. That goort was huge, too."

"If it's even a goort," Jes said. "I've never seen a goort that big, or with skin that black."

Caera came to a stop beside a big boulder, the four...