"You'd have to ask Akkina that, Randy. Other than the obvious presence of power, I don't know much about the blade other than Durandel's name." Silas answered truthfully.

Silas peered through narrowed eyes at the guard. This must not be as simple as it sounded. "And what does Seto Kyato want in return, eh?" he asked through gritted teeth. The man attempted to steal Akkina's sword, then tried to play it off by offering to help? This whole ordeal stank of something much more sinister. "If any bounty hunters are after us, they do have to fight us. I welcome the challenge." Silas had felt his blood lust growing as each new situation came up, the stress taxing his nerves.