Izaak stared at Ephantus as his body dropped to the floor like a ragdoll, dead.  Suddenly, the guard that had been keeping watch down the hall walked straight to their position.  Izaak readied his daggers for a quick kill.<br/><br/>"<span style="font-style: italic">We need to go up three floors and cross into the next wing.</span>" said the guard.<br/><br/>Izaak lowered his guard a little.<span style="font-style: italic">What is this "Ephantus" character?</span>he thought to himself.<span style="font-style: italic">A spirit?  Some kind of artificial intelligence?  Sentient machine?  Regardless, I don't like it...</span><br/><br/>"Well," he said quietly, "lead the way."