"Noooo!" Hauke shouted from deep within his mind. He'd been listening attentively and observing while the two men worked but now, what was this madness? They wanted to cut off his horn to break the curse? He would rather die!
"No, you can't!" Hauke roared, his voice echoing off the icy walls of the cavern within his mind. "Why can't you hear me! Do something so you can hear me first, old man! Do something so you can talk to me before you start cutting on me!"
The cave that held Hauke prisoner shook and trembled with a combination of his fear and anger as he threw himself once again at Eraric's binding spell, trying to do anything, anything at all to demonstrate how unwilling he was to suffer such an extreme mutilation.
