Lothar threw Pieter a scornful look, clearly ignoring the con-man's attempt to quiet him. "Aye, rat-mutant things. A whole pack, acting like one -- and not afraid of fire, or 'powder or anythin' of the sort." The soldier plucked at his clothes.
"Fire oughta take care of this, right? I'm pretty sure this stuff is wrecked anyhow." He openly shuddered.