Marwen Werethiel smiled. It was one of those mysterious, sad smiles. It melted Garion’s heart.
“What would you most hate?” asked Marwen. “Deafness or blindness?”
“I would hate to be blind,” said Garion.
“Your choice,” she said.
She plucked out his eyes. Her smile was the last thing he saw. He heard her laughter. He heard his screams.