Eri drew his sword, malevolent steel gleaming in the moonlight. "Well, well. What a brave knight we have here." A ghostly smile hid under his hood. "I make you the same offer."
A few of the thieves raised crossbows and two burly thugs pushed their way to the front, but another hooded man shoved them aside. He looked unarmed, but there was something about him that menaced its way into your very soul. 
"Leave him to me."
With an effortless flick of his wrist, the man flung both Isaiah's swords into the air and into the moat. One could hear a subtle cackle as a malevolent ball of fire appeared in his hands.
"Say hello to Galehn for me."