"You must not be good at betting games. Fifty-fifty odds, and you chose the wrong place."

Since she hasn't heard of anyone from other major nations, like Nocwich, having been taken. Only places the Summoned come from. She knows Kell's one; he stands out, and he's close with Wilhelm. It wasn't hard to guess.

Well, it's not like there's much else to do in this dingy hell pit. If he wants to play at niceties, she can play along.

Ciri throws the stick she'd been using as a torch into his fire. It was halfway burned down anyway.

"I was in Cadens. Before this forced excursion."