*Togan gurgles as blood spills onto the pillows. With his final bit of strength he aims to do a clapper on Karma's head as hard as he can*
*There's a clatter of metal dishes from behind Karma. A scantily-clad serving girl stands in the arch of one of the passages, a look of absolute horror across her face. She's dropped another serving of meats and wine across the carpets and is frozen in shock and terror*


*The screaming stops and there's a click-clack of claws against stone coming from the other passage*
Sister: Brota! Nu ik duun sola! (Brother! It is your turn!)