Reidak peered into the darkness. Someone was moving through the woods toward the fortress. It looked to be a lone figure, too small to be an Exo-Toa, too large for a Rahkshi or a Visorak. He wondered who it might be and what kind of sound they would make when he threw them off the top of the wall.

	Zaktan approached. “This one’s not for you,” he said. “So no mangling, shredding, or devastating.”

	Reidak glanced down. The figure that made it to the base of the wall was impossibly fast and was already scaling the sheer stone face of it. A fleeting shaft of moonlight illuminated a sleek black form. The savage Dark Hunter grinned.

	“I get it,” he said. “But it would be fun to take her on someday and see which of us would end up the winner.”

	“You wouldn’t ‘end up’ as anything, Reidak,” a silken female voice replied. “You would just... end.”

	Roodaka climbed over the top of the wall. This was her third visit to this particular fortress in as many months. If the Brotherhood had known she was selling information on them to the Dark Hunters, her life would be over abruptly. Zaktan half suspected she was providing data on the Dark Hunters to the Brotherhood as well, but he couldn’t prove it.

-Legacy of Evil (pages 80-81)