The SeaWings gasped when Glamour jumped into front of them, taking the frostbreath for them.
Icewind lay stilled for a minute, until his back slightly shifted. He groaned as he slowly got to his feet, shaking his head. He opened his eyes, which were back to normal and looked around until he saw Glamour, gasping and widening his eyes at her state. I...I did this? Before he could get near her, SeaWings piled on top of him, causing him great pain, and started to chain him up. "Glamour!" he managed to say before they clamped his mouth.
"This one's dangerous," one of the SeaWing said. "It's now known that he cannot be trusted in the camp. We'll figure out what to do with him later, but for now...take him away while we tell Deathstrike." He turned to five SeaWings. "Care for the RainWing immediately."