The assassin smiles, slowly rising and dusting off his robes. "Then do it now, and save us both the trouble." He starts laughing again, his voice raspy from the knights grip, and spreads hit arms. Beneath his robes, the raptors lacerations had reopened. "Kill me if you have it in you! One of us is going to die in this room, and it looks as if it will be me, so let's just get this over with, eh?" No daggers, and that Gods-cussed raptor had his short-sword, an enchanted weapon that would make short work of this insolent fool. Ah well, it seemed Ka was not on his side today.