"That may be, but we will see to it that the Jarl pays for his crimes of harboring such a beast." Two Stendarr's Vigilants yanked Daihachi to his feet and moved him toward the basement, where the heavy smell of silver was in the air, more than like another Vigilant with some sort of Silver weapon.
"Daihachi!" Minehime could hardly stand by and watch as they started to drag Daihachi toward the basement stairs, lurching forward after them, but when she did, a Vigilant moved to stop her, a knife in hand. A look of shock crossed her face as she ran into the Vigilant member, mouth open partially and a soft grunt coming from her. The Vigilant removed his blade from her stomach, only to plunge it in again and again, Minehime only giving a blank look of shock as she stumbled back against the kitchen table, blood spilling from the wounds in her swollen belly, slipping on her own blood as she sunk to the floor.