"Will ye surrender? Or die?"
Sybyll addressed herself to the Temple Guard, who shrank back from the writhing, sobbing figure of Sir Tommin, as if they were afraid that they would be infected by the darkness that tormented him and caused his Holy Light Blade to turn against him. But when she spoke, her voice was loud enough to resound off the town walls and carry across Hanrahan town, all the way to the keep where she suspected Ian Hanrahan was still cowering behind his fortress walls.
Around the plaza and even on the town walls, the fighting stopped as the Eldritch forces withdrew at least a few paces from their opponents, stopping mid-assault to give the humans a chance to accept Dame Sybyll's terms.
