Lady Pendour tries to gather herself but it is no use. She knows Tarrak could kill her without any real effort. She considers stepping away from the ghast lord, but she doesn't want to move towards the ghast or the incoming rooks. She grips the magical rapier her husband gave to her on their wedding day and looks around to see how the soldiers of Carnell are coping. Then, her eyes fall on the strange elf standing up on the elevated section of the cave. He looks familiar to her.
"Galzadar, get rid of some of these annoying gnats. Start with the bard," Tarrak orders the elf wizard.
"But leave the woman and knight for me."
"Yes, Lord Tarrak," the elf says. If the cawing of the rooks has affected him, he doesn't show it.
"Galzadar... no it can't be," Lady Pendour says in shock.
"Galzadar!" She shouts.
The elf doesn't even acknowledge her.
"Traitor!" Sir Ghal yells at the elf.
"You were Lord Pendour's ally... his friend!"
"That was another life," the elf says calmly. "I have been reborn in a field of stars."
He incants his spell. A powerful bolt of lightning springs forth from his hand. He aims it down to hit the bard and catches both Ailward and one of the militia fighters with the bolt too. The bard's voice goes silent as the bolt passes through her upper torso.
"NO!" Benedict screams.
"Eleanor!"
Ailward manages to avoid the worst of the damage as he flattens himself against the stalagmite. The bolt slams into the militia fighter's lower torso. He screams, goes silent, and then falls into the crevasse behind him.
"Arruns, no," the other male human fighter says in dispair.
"You bastard!" Sir Ghal is shaking with rage.
"Galzadar, how could you? You were the kindest of souls," Lady Pendour weeps.
"His soul belongs to me now," Tarrak boasts.
Syndra watches in horror as two citizens of Carnell are killed in an instant. She rushes up the slope to the bard to see if she can save her life. But when turns the woman over, there is no doubt in her mind that Eleanor is dead.
"By the North Gods, no."