Zato woke slowly. Nearby, he was able to hear Mary's soft breathing, and below, the footsteps of the occasional Hellguard. The air was eerily calm. It occurred to Zato that he would probably have to engage in a funeral service today or tomorrow, and so soon after Vernasus....... He let out a sigh, and stood. From what he heard, the aftermath of a battlefield was disturbingly messy, though such a sight would have little effect on a blind man.... he made a mental note not to let Mary downstairs until he was sure it was cleaned.