"Then Peake must have felt the thing at his back, because he turned, stared into its whorled, tattooed chest plate, looked up, and screamed. And kept screaming.
A growling sound, and then it happened—so fast that even though Horia was firing as soon as Peake turned, caution be damned, he must have been slower than that.
The creature took a white metal ring from a waist loop, tossed it over Peake’s neck—almost contemptuously, Horia thought—and disappeared." Page 82 Chapter 15