"The preacher is decent enough," Sabriel said, "Although I can't speak for Mr. Klim. In any case- I don't know you, I bear none of you any ill will, and if you don't want to cooperate with us in winning together- then I'm content to leave you be."

Her tone wasn't as pleasant as she could make it. Still, this woman was a stranger, and Sabriel wasn't sure how trustworthy she was.

"As for who I am... I'm a necromancer, if that answers your question."