[AzRaeL StoRmBlaDe]

Ghzarbanan was upset. Here he was running errands on another plane while the slayer of his fellow nights was still alive. It wasn't like him to daddle. But he had faith in his companions, and he trusted their judgement. By the watching what happened to those ghouls when they were exposed to light, Ghzarbanan was confident that these light swords, would be put to good use against the armies of the dark knight. But there was a part of him that felt that he just charge in there, weapons flashing, and take him out. He would have, but he knew that that road would only lead to hid death. Now it is not that Ghzarbanan feared death, far from it, its just that if he died, than his fellow knights deaths would be unavenged, and he could not die, knowing that. No he knew he would have to bide his time, and thats just what he intended to do.
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Meanwhile a cowled figure watched the companions from a throne of bone, deep in the bowels of the earth. A sneer of utmost hatred etched upon his nearly skeletal face. he traced a few runes in the air, and these glowed dark purple for a breif moment and then disappeared. he came into mental contact with his minions. "Kill them" is the message he sent. "Kill them now" The sneer turned into a hdeous smile as he sat back in his hideous throne to watch the coming battle.