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As soon as night fell o&039;er the landscape and granted its dark grace upon the good earth, Darius dematerialized from his modest abode and took fore" the symphath had described was in fact a stone manse of some size and distinction There were candles lit inside, but as Darius and his protege tarried ans of life: No figures walked past the s No dogs barked a warning No scents fro wafted on the cool, calm breeze

There was, however, a horse turned out in the field and a carriage by the barn

As well as a crushing sense of foreboding

"A symphath is therein," Darius murmured as his eyes probed not just the visible, but the shadowed

There was no way to knohether there was more than one sin-eater within the walls, as it took only a single of them to create the barricade of fear And no way to ken whether it was the sy as they stayed on the periphery

Darius closed his eyes and let his senses penetrate what they were able of the scene afore hi to ascertain danger

Verily, there were times when he trusted what he knew to be true more than what he beheld

Yes, he could feel so inside There was frantic movement within the stone walls

The symphath knew they were here

Darius nodded at Tohrment and the two of the room

Metal e the stout walls and they were forced to re- form at the house&039;s cold flank Undeterred, Darius lifted his leather-covered elbow and sripped the dividers and pulled out the fra corporeal in the living roo through an internal door doard the back of the house In silent accord, he and Tohr the exit that had been taken as the pins of the lock were turning

Copperit mentally

"Stand aside," Tohrun

Darius briefly stepped clear as a shot rang out, and then he shoulder- rushed the door, forcing it wide

The stairs down beloere dark except for a jostling, ever-fading light

They descended the stone steps with pounding boots and sprinted over the packed-dirt floor, running after the lantern and the scent of vaency thundered in Darius&039;s veins, wrath warring with desperation He wanted the fein Scribe, how shesound and then the underground tunnel went pitch-black

Without losing his stride, Darius powered onward, putting his hand out against the walling to keep straight on his path Tight on his heels, Tohrment ith hi boots helped Darius detereway He pulled up short just in ti his hands to locate the latch on the door

Which the symphath hadn&039;t taken the ti open the heavy wooden panels, Darius got a deep lungful of fresh air and caught sight of the jangling lantern up ahead, across the grasses

Deht the sy their escape such that the abductor was forced to halt

With shaking hands, the sin-eater held a knife to his captive&039;s throat