As riza's eyes began to close for what seemed like the last time, when he was too weak to speak, a small bolt, a tiny arrow, but this one was laced with something other than poison. Right before his vision faded, he no longer felt as though he was dying, but merely falling unconscious... But of course, only one knew he wasn't dead....
Sulios smirked from his position high in the crowd. None had seen the bolt fly, and if things went as planned, he would gain a new ally whose loyalty would rival his own towards valarius.