The assignment was simple. Accompany the Roman soldiers and traitor, identify the blasphemer, detain him for trial and, undoubtedly, execution. None of the soldiers in his company had seen the desciple's hand inch into his tunic until the sword was flashing toward his head. He ducked but was not quick enough. Excrutiating pain assualted his senses as blod began to flow from the gaping wound where his left ear had been severed. Then something incredulous occurred, The man to be arrested quickly retrieved the mangled flesh that was once his ear. While the soldiers stood frozen, the man reached toward him and then ...well, the pain was no more and the blood stopped flowing. Was it a dream? No one wanted to acknowledge it ever happened. In fact Caiphus commanded that his account never be revealed at risk of death. But, Malchus' life will never be the same and his story will be told.