Ekkehardt idly thinks about suggesting that Snatcher drop the head on them for extra panic, but from how their fear is pervading his senses, there wouldn't be much of a change even if they didn't. They're terrified as is.

Now, the boss or his one remaining henchman? Decisions, decisions. Who will be next, he wonders?

The remaining man is just as pale-faced as his superior; apparently fear isn't the only thing getting to him as the stink of blood begins to rise. Still, he drops to his knees and manages a passable shriek of "Don't kill me!" in the doing.

Not that it will help his case, much. But them getting out alive had never been a predicted outcome.