*In the middle of the night, the knight stands observing and planning on the bandits, a strong hit was given to the camp, but not a definite one, a good aproach despite the lose of the Xeenite, now some bandits dead, a strong shortage of men, and yet at the same time the finges that move the silk cords revealed, looking upon the distribution of the camp, he tries to learn where is the tent of the man dressed in black robe.
The Xeenite tied in the middle of the campsite, always vigilated, it turned that it was a good bait, an expendable resourse, for the order to use, and yet, this bandits are indeed breaking the law, thing that at least so far the Xeenite has not done, and by that he deserved some consideration., The falconlike eyes of the man poses on the movements of the camp, wearing his clothes and in the "invisible cloak that the Golden had put over him, he awaits , patiently with the patience of the stones*