Luke ran forward without thinking, Silas' face had changed and even though it was still dark Luke could see his pain.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Luke growled at the men but his expression changed as Van emerged from the shadows. His expression was calm and grim.
"I was told one of my men housed one of Draven's vermin, I still couldn't believe it until now". His words travelled through the silent air.
Luke turned his eyes back to Silas as he appeared to be struggling to breath.
"Hey". Luke muttered and gently shook his shoulders.
"Grab the rogue and take that betrayer to the dungeon". Van said with finality and the men moved forward.
"Stay back!" Luke yelled on top of his voice and brought out his dagger. He brandished it a few times in hope of scaring them away as he thought of a way out.
He could try his luck in running away but he was more worried about Silas as he fell forward, resting heavily on him.
