“I see,” Ituralde said. “When did you turn to the Shadow?” Vram’s eyes opened wide, and he stood. “You dare name me Darkfriend?” “I’ve known some Saldaeans in my time,” Ituralde said. “I’ve called some friends; I’ve fought against others. But never have I known one who would watch men fight Shadowspawn and not offer to help.” “If I had a sword…” Vram said. “May you burn, Vram Torkumen,” Ituralde said. “I came here to tell you that, on behalf of the men I lost.”
