The village sat in a pile of rubble, with ash scattered across the ground. Bodies lied within the mounds of rubble, all drained of blood and a distinctly pale colour. The village had been attacked two days ago by Vyrewatch, sent by Drakan himself. Burgh de Rott had been engulfed in flames, and many had been slain. In amongst the rubble there was movement, and a hand broke through the heaps of rock surrounding it. "I've been sitting in here for a whole day," the Wanderer said as Dirth helped him free. "There's no sign of Vampyres then?" "You're bleeding," the Wanderer said pointing at the gash.