*From the frenzy of attacks upon it, the Blood Banshee at last died, screaming all the way. Its robe and sword now lie harmlessly on the ground. After that takes place, I walk over to Maws and sigh.* "I suppose I owe you one." *Using my power, I created a dark shroud over Maws, enclosing him in darkness.* "Darkness does wonders for our kind, brother. May these shadows mask and heal you." *I then walk over to the dead Blood Banshee and pick up its curious sword.* "Nice work guys. Anyone ever seen such a thing? I sure as well havn't." *I rub the blood from the sword over my finger tips.* "Odd... Never seen such blood before..." *I frown and drop the sword.* "Oh wells. Take a few moments to rest and heal. Then we are off once again. We all knew the dangers of this trip when we agreeded to it." *I walk over to Danny and hand her a small vial of pale green fuild* "Here you are, healer. This will regain your strenght. Drink all of it."