[i]Fortunately, or unfortunately - depending on how Abram would look at it - Elizabeth took a step back from seeing the darkness seep into the man before her. She shook her head, sheathing her blade and kneeling down beside Gregor, place the palm of her hand against his forehead and mumbling something that sounded like a prayer.[/i] "Set down your deeds, may the lord behold your bounty. You guarded the way against the night, but now your day has ended. Die in peace, lest the night consume you." [i]Elizabeth drew a knife, slitting Gregor's throat and making the man go still. Now, in unison, Alexander and Elizabeth said:[/i] "Death over dishonour." [i]The woman rose to her feet alongside Alexander and the two knights turned to face Abram, both drawing their swords at the man. Elizabeth took a single step forward, staring at Abram coldly,[/i] "What sort of dark magic was that?" [i]Her voice was strangely calm, as though she would not fight. [/i]