Suddenly Lirandel Mornereg lashes out with his right foot, keen elvish senses driving his foot expertly into Gwann's chest. As a result, Gwann is forced backwards, his feet catching on the rug laid upon the floor and he trips, only just preventing his face from smashing into the hard floor by holding himself up with his hands. Unprepared for the attack from the blinded elf, Gwann is too slow to prevent the second atack from Lirandel.
Moments later, Lirandel has the Sword of Thorns in his hand, and Gwann backed up against the wall. Lirandel lifts the weapon high to strike down upon Gwann's head... but stops before administering the final blow. Behind Gwann's mask, the assasin sneers.
"Can't kill me, can you Mornereg?" Gwann says as he gets back to his feet, facing Lirandel. "I think it might have somthing to do with the weapon you'r holding... and the truth you'r trying to deny."
Lirandel looks back into the blackness beneath Gwann's hood, and catches the glimpse of blue eyes, staring back at him. For a long moment, they stare at each other.
"It can't be..."
"Who're you trying to convice? Me, or yourself? Believe it or not, it's the truth. You've known all along... havn't you. You've always known..."
"You'd given it all up... you'd changed. You were a good person... why throw it all away?"
"I think you know the answer to that one too, don't you Mornereg?"
Gwann shifts his position, discreetly removing a flash-bomb from his belt, and keeping it hidden behind his back.
"I asked for one question Mornereg... did she ever love me?"
"Ask her yourself... son of the shores."
Suddenly Gwann throws the bomb to the ground, and the room is filled once more with bright light and smoke. A heavy object soon connects with Lirandel's head, and he crumples to the floor, out cold.
"I will... once you'r both dead."