and before frak can respondbut frak knowing what brok is about to doso does brok turn with a stealthily unsheathed dagger , one drawn craftily from a forearm scabbard , unsheathes and strikes at the womenon his right he slashes through her neck , blood spurting on all about ... to his left , a thrust into a heartno words , no gasps , no shrieks ... they fall and die like bleatless lambs .