‘Begone, wraiths,’ a voice hissed from a half-dozen paces away. ‘Too late for that, assassin,’ murmured the figure above Heboric. ‘Besides, we’ve only just arrived.’ ‘In the name of Hood, Hoarder of Souls, I banish you from this realm.’ A soft laugh answered the killer’s command. ‘Kneel before Hood, do you? Oh yes, I felt the power in your words. Alas, Hood’s out of his depth on this one. Ain’t that right, lass?’
