Serga blinked as the man fell with a dagger in his back. She thought she'd seen two others fly by in the brief scuffle, which took out the troll's rope, but not this one. She knelt beside the man, who was obviously dead, and pulled the dagger from his back. She gave a snort of agitation as she recognized the seal on the end of the pommel.<br/><br/>She glanced up at the rafters. "What are you doing here?" she muttered more to herself than anyone else.