All the Cards lay asleep. All but one. Isaiah was in his bed. Alfonso in a bedroll outside. Makenna and Alderich both had bedrolls on the floor so that the girls could use Alderich's bed. Makenna's bed, which had been occupied when the others had turned in, was now empty.
A shadow passed over a sleeping Fons as its caster entered Sercen. Ryan headed up the stairs, just wanting fresh air. As Pryde turned to the door he saw a figure cloaked in black. A flash of silver later, Ryan's throat was cut. Pryde fell to the ground silently and the assassin moved stealthily by.
The assassin saw his target and moved in. He stood over Isaiah's bed and raised his dagger. Some kind of blunt object struck him in the back of his head. The other Cards began to stir as he fell to the ground. The last thing Jamie Weaver saw before slipping into unconsciousness was Ryan Pryde standing over him.