All the guests curled in pain as their stomachs clenched, a pressure filling the air. The air turned red and smoky and a figure appeared in a flash of light. All knelt to the floor and repeated the mantra they had been taught, afraid to do anything else.

The figure looked over them all with contempt as they shivered and whimpered. Finally he spoke in a resonant voice which made their blood crawl. "You were given a task. To find the traitors amongst you. One of you must step forward and identify the scum that has polluted us. His gaze burned into them all before settling on one of the women. "You." he thundered, glaring at Souvra. "Speak! Who is the traitor in our midst?"