A wicked laugh filled the air. Standing a good 50 feet away behind at least ten to sixteen dwarf like figures stood a black robed figure. A cold and evil voice sounded out from with in. "I see that you have destroyed my pet. That was very naughty of you. Well I see that the guild has some strong warriors after all." The hooded figure let out another laugh.<br/><br/>"Well no matter. I have business to attend to else where. I hope my friends are not too much trouble for you." The figure pointed toward Galan. "Kill him." With out any sound the entire group of shambling figures shuffled towards him. The robbed figure laughed and turned to walk away.