"Hey!" shouted one of the two inmates Karasz sat beside, with an iron helmet covering most of his head except for his mouth. "Who said you could sit here, pal? You're at the table of the legendary Tigerface and Scythes-For-Arms-Man!"<br/><br/>"Yeah, the legendary Tigerface and Scythes-For-Arms-Man!" repeated the other inmate, who was missing both of his arms and eating his slop straight out of its bowl with his mouth. "Okay... well, we may not be so legendary right now, but we were on the outside!"