[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Oh, I love to play that game!" Kasdeja says to Michael without looking at him. "I never lose, no matter how many bullets they fire." He begins to walk away though, off toward where Dara has begun leading her horse away from the group. "I don't have time right now, though," he goes on, his back now to the rest of the group. "Maybe later."

With odd, lengthy strides, he catches up to Dara and plants himself before her, staring intensely, almost maniacally into her eyes. "Where do you think you're going?" he says sweetly. "I'm not done talking with you yet." He smiles broadly, revealing his filed, pointed, black-and-white teeth. "You need to come with us."