Katniss eases her way to the side of the cliff as well, keeping her face out of the light. Her gaze slides over the cages, and her gaze narrows in anger. She is almost moving out of her crouch when a Red Templar passes her gaze -- and she stops. Dead.

What in the name of the Maker is that thing? Cullen was right - they may have been men once but they were ... deformed, horrific now. Worse yet, they were everywhere. So whatever they had those poor people trapped in there for, it was clearly of a major concern to Corypheus.

She swept her gaze left and right, counting numbers, trying to figure out the best way to get into those cages without having the Red Templars see them. There was no way -- it was going to take a team assaulting within the mines themselves.