Then we've the same goal, as I expected. Especially considering how lovingly you destroy your enemies.

[It's said without any judgment. After all, Adrian had quite enjoyed how unmerciful they both were. It should horrify him, he thinks numbly. It should disgust him. Instead, it is a delight.]

The Emperor's vassal calls them Those Who Slither in the Dark. A ridiculous mouthful for the truth of them, but nonetheless a fair description. You've encountered a handful of them, from my understanding. The one who pretended to be the monastery's librarian, for example.