It all had happened faster than he could recollect.  In the moment of the otherworldly chaos, all he could do was remain motionless and watch.  A heavy disoriented feeling consuming his body and mind, Dalious stared blank eyed in awe at all that had transpired before him.  Demons from depths unknown to him seemed to consume the assassins entirely, their forms of beings never before seen by the human eye, as far as he knew.  Were they sea monsters pulled from the lowest chasms of the sea?  Or creatures from an unknown universe?  Perhaps they were seen as they were from his very own imagination?  Maybe a mix of all three?  

Though he stood quiet before the being that took over Drosil, he felt his mind alone may have been enough to agree with the entity's demand.  Whether it be forced upon him or not, sheer fear of the unknown and what could come of it made the man have to agree with keeping a silence on the matter.  It was a secret he would keep to the grave, though after what he had just seen he wasn't sure if the grave itself was the end of all things anymore.  Besides, even if he wanted to speak of it he was unsure of how to even come about it.  He had so many questions he instinctively wanted to ask, perhaps needed to ask, but the vow of silence was more powerful than his own agendas.

It had taken only a mere moment in time for Dalious' complete world to be changed and questioned.  Before his brain could sting any more on the events that had just occurred, he realized that the Drosil he knew from his company was back in the room with him and was speaking to him.  Dalious glanced around the aftermath once more, seeing the blood and mutilated corpses on the ground.  Smelling the unnerving scent of death and sea water mixed together.

[color=steelblue] "You...must have blacked out," [/color] he spoke, still a bit dazed and confused.  [color=steelblue] "They moved on, perhaps called away by whatever created them...perhaps the sound of the castle horns scared them off..."[/color]  Dalious shook his head and for the first time regained himself in composure and mind.  [color=steelblue] "Perhaps they grew tired of feeling my blade...I know not.  Seven hells I need a drink!"[/color]