He didn't think the nearly-seven-foot werewolf was anything special to look at, did he? Kyladriss would teach him to respect the Ebon Blade. "You should not make such boasts," she said. "One might be compelled to prove them wrong."

She concentrated on her death-sense and reached out, feeling for the strings that bound him in life. Once she felt them she grabbed hold and yanked, a shadowy hand extending from her arm and wrapping around him to pull him within her range. She readied her blade to strike as soon as he landed.