The number of Worm attacks reached almost a dozen by the time we reached the depths of the Sultanate, and each of them were dealt with that same brutal efficiency as the first one was hours ago, their bodies left to decompose atop the golden sands or be picked apart by the vultures that we saw circling overhead, following us as we went so that they could partake in a free meal.
Each time they attacked us, the warriors instantly formed a defensive ring around us and ensured we were protected before turning their blades towards the outside threat, all whilst we sat within the comfort of the carriage, not needing to lift a finger at all to help despite being more than capable ourselves.
