In the morning I open my eyes and see - at night the window has swung open. The cold that came from outside brought Icebang into my deep sleep.

After getting dressed, I go out into the corridor. And there I smell the faint spirit of death. On the trail, like a bloodhound, I walk in the twilight until I see a body lying on the floor. And it belongs to the Silent One - the man who once poisoned Larre.

The sharp blade struck the heart of the slain. A simple wooden dagger handle protrudes from it. And under the deceased man, the blood lies thickly, and its smell...