'Ah! Adventurers! You came!" Hector mooted loudly.

Damon and Tarsus were dressed in leather battle armor. Felicity, who was not a fighter to begin with, was in wools to counter the cold of the night. She had refused to wear armor of any sort, contrary to the counsel of her partners. Instead, she asked the men to worry about themselves and not get stuck anywhere.

'We put the matter to vote, and it was unanimous," Damon quipped.

'I am glad," the Prefect said. 'Victory feels ...