Hamal explained as the group dug in to the feast. “I fought with one while Jadhav helped the prisoners escape, and this mysterious stranger fought the other.” “What did he look like?” Eamon asked. “He was about your height,” Hamal said. “Light skinned, light hair from what I saw… very quick and deadly. I could tell by his fighting style that he was not an ordinary warrior. His skills with the blade and the bow were similar to those of the assassins I have known in my time.” Eamon sighed. Though it was probable this was the same assassin that had been wandering the kingdoms in some kind of divine mission, his identity was still unknown. He knew of no young assassins of Eirenoch. His own mother had not employed them, and as far as he knew, neither did Maebh. If the former queen had, it was likely that they would be female. “What happened after you escaped?” he asked. “When we reached a safe distance, it seemed, the sky suddenly opened up and a ball of fire hit the island, completely annihilating it." "It was a grand sight,”
