Cara stepped over the guard's corpse. His face was badly burnt, his head cracked open. Either he'd been smacked over the head with a torch or there was magic at work. There were corpses everywhere, someone had taken the Dark Wizard's stronghold. Recently. They had stolen Riley from her, after he had lost so much. She needed him back. But someone had been here before her, someone had killed the guards. If the wizard's were dead too, Cara might never see him again. "First, why did you throw a dagger at me? Second, your name? And thirdly-no, no that covers it" "Riley? Never heard of him" She nodded.