Varek was just beginning to dream when he heard the footsteps.
He kept his eyes closed but slowly moved his hand to the hilt of his blade. If this person wanted to attack him in his sleep, they were about to be surprised.
"Varek," a familiar voice said, and he snapped his eyes open.
"Duskborne? What's happened? Another attacker?" He stood, unsteadily finding his footing.
"Not yet," Duskborne responded. "But we've got our next mission."
I don't think so. It will be a trap. I can promise you that, the sword said in his mind.
Varek acknowledged the warning but decided to dig a little deeper. "What mission?"
"We're going to find a fragment wielder. They reside near the Royal Spire. We plan to take their fragment and return back to the Outer Ring before the Royals notice us."
