“Sounds good.” Bitterroot zipped up over the trees again, listened for the sound of crashing wood, and followed that. A strange thought ran through her head: did thralls get tired? There was no reason they should. Which probably meant the bear was effectively a perpetual-motion monster and they’d have to completely destroy it for it to stop unless Trace pulled a miracle spell on opposing necromancy out of her butt. Why oh why was information on stopping dark magic just as hard to find as information on performing it?