Richand glanced at Siana.
"You don't have to ask-- we're commited to stopping the Destrian Shadows anyway. We fought so hard for peace in Renit... I, for one, am not going to just lay back and watch it be destroyed."
Siana turned to Seth once again.
"We were actually planning to go talk to King Halgern-- Oric-- about what he wants us to do to aid him in this battle. Would you care to come?"
Night was somewhat taken aback by man's brutality. He resisted the urge to argue, for the moment. He knew that angered allies could quickly become enemies.
"You'll pay for that, old man!!! No one crosses the Destrian Shadows and lives!!!"
The one that appeared to be the leader of the group rushed to impale Giles on his sharp spear. Dashing in, Night parried the side of the weapon with his unarmed hand. The soldier chuckled and tried to pull the spear back, but his amusement turned to frustration as Night simply grasped the spear with one hand, and the guard couldn't seem to pull it back an inch no matter how hard he pulled.
"So... you're that terrorist group that's been attacking cities. I've heard about you... you people are sick!"
Another soldier attempted a swing at Night from behind, but he simply swung his staff in a full arc, knocking both the assailant and the leader out cold with his mighty strength.
"Now get out of here! And take your trash with you!"
Night kicked the unconcious bodies over to the remaining soldiers.