"What did you find?" Coda asked dryly, with only a slight wave in Hewl’s general direction to acknowledge the younger man. Yazmyne rose gravely. "Actually, he came across a--" but she never finished that sentence as she turned back to where Hewl was still tramping his way towards them. 'It had been dead--it was dead!' And yet the rackjaw was picking itself up before her very eyes. Its partially exposed skull turned towards Hewl and its pale eye rolled in its socket to fix on him. "Oh gods! Hewl run! RUN!" she screamed.