In his extended right hand, he held a long, slender dagger. Heston’s dagger.

Mallory clicked her tongue, and took it gingerly from the messengers trembling hands, before moving to place it next to Verena’s and Esyllt’s.

That was three Korvanthi Knights dead, three more to go. If Mallory was anyone else, she probably would’ve sued for peace right then and there. They had already lost. But she wanted blood, the Lumins hadn’t payed enough for their victory. They would win, but Mallory would ensure it would come with a steep cost. That was why she challenged Lazarus to the duel.