Brandy screamed. Although she and Ray had risked their lives for it… Although the resurrection of the wrongly convicted Templar knight had been her hope. Still Brandy was startled and still she screamed.
Then Molay turned his eyes on her. They were not the blazing red slices of hell that made up the eyes of the other Templars, nor the dead black islands floating in yellow swamps like their vampire minions. Despite being sunk in deep orbital caverns, with gray skin stretched over a skull-like face, these eyes, these "mirrors of the soul" were soft and warm, light brown with green flecks like shining chips of diamond.
Behind her, Ray tried to stop the encroaching archer but, injured as he was, was easily thrown aside. Then, his dagger glinting in the moonlight, the knight hissed acidly and
