"At the start of the fourth day, Sir Otto came to an abrupt realization. He realized that the Shadow-Spinner was out there, not at the castle, battling him, as he would have had it. Instead, it was most likely finishing it's job, killing off the rest of his order, and saving him for last! "No!" Sir Otto screamed at the sky, shaking his fist in defiance. "Nooo! I will find you! And when I do, I will show you the light of justice!" Sir Otto vowed. And with that, he strapped on his sword and shield, and bade the page to bring Cloud around to the courtyard. After explaining his mission to the Princess, and to the King, he gave the General and the warlords strict orders to maintain their defenses, and that they should send emissaries to the Wizard's tower, so that they may bring one back, and possibly divine the motives of the assassin, or the one who sent him. Without a further word, Sir Otto rode out of the castle, on the hunt for the killer, or killers, wherever they may be. And he knew just where to start..."
"At the Temple?" asks the boy. "A good guess," grandfather says with a smile. "Close enough, for Sir Otto began his search at the home of Sir Brighthawk and Lady Silverfang.." "Oh yeah!" says the boy. "And upon arrival, Sir Otto found that a battle had indeed occurred, for the home of the Knights was burned to the ground, and to Sir Otto's horror, a message had been left out in front of the home..." grandfather says with a grim nod. "A bloody golden helm, with carved hawk-wings on the side, was resting atop a fence post in front of the house, with a bloody silver dagger jammed into the wood underneath it." grandfather looks to his boy with interest, to see if it had frightened him too much, but to his pleasure, found the boy simply listening intently. Continuing, grandfather reads "It was a clear message to Sir Otto, telling him that he had better hurry to find the others in his order, and without waiting further, Sir Otto raced to the very encampment on the battlefield he had only left some five days ago."