On the ground floor of the Tangled Tower, Captain Aiss stood with three columns of the fiercest fighters from the Dark Wolf Brigade as they prepared to execute the orders Hamdi had given him after he delivered Nyrielle's message.
"Captain, isn't this excessive?" one of the soldiers standing nearby asked. "Three columns is already sixty men, why do we need to wait for Captain Gawel to rouse and arm another three columns?"
"You don't understand," Aiss told the young soldier. "Our masters may look down on the vampires of the Vale of Mists but we cannot. Even if they were as weak as the vampires of the Mongrel Horde, we would still send at least two columns to subdue a single vampire."
"The woman in the servant's dress," the Golden Eyed captain said, shuddering as he remembered the way she'd frozen him in place with a single look. "She's not simple. Remember, our job is to take them captive if we can and to buy time for Master Savis or Madame Birsu to return."
