The silent walk up was... perfect.  The strike... perfect.  The strike was so quick that he didn't even scream, the pain literally paralyzing his vocal cords as he seized for a few moments, blood dripping to the ground... and then slumped back, his head nearly striking her own, his eyes open but unfocused and wide with fear that would never leave...<br/><br/>And now she was the only one in the room, free to look about as she pleased...<br/><br/>(Remember, what you find is what is in your char-sheet, nothing more nothing less that you can access at the moment, though Freyja might want to look too if you inform her ^_^)