Resolved, Galos ordered his men up and forward. They would send in Darios to complete the task, while the rest of the troop stayed far enough back that their less skilled movements would not alert the sleeping priest. They would be close enough to move in if something went wrong. Once the men were in position, Darios crept forward. Moving with great care, the man inched closer and closer to his target. Finally, he was within striking range, and Galos saw the glint of his blade reflecting the fire light as it slashed forward for the killing blow. "What?" Darios' exclamation cut through the night, surprising the crouching men. The bedding that was occupied by the sleeping inquisitor a heartbeat before was now I made a conscious attempt to pull away from his eyes as they changed and swirle

