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The assassin saw the disappointment on the demonspawn's face. He judged the disappointment to the fact that his information is more outdated than their sources. When she said that both of them sensed him until a couple of days ago, he stroked his chin again, thinking about any off chance conversations the he might have heard during his time in the city, but nothing came up. Perhaps the guards had heard or seen something? Probably not as the deo'iel would have spoken to them about anything unusual. Any of the nobles of the high courts of the city would probably keep things quiet as much as possible. When they talked about leaving and reporting to their organization, he suddenly had a thought and a question. “I have a question: When you say disguise his presence, do you mean his presence as a demonspawn or mask his magical presence?” [i]Would a sniffer be able to detect him,[/i] was his initial thought on the situation with the renegade demonspawn. He has heard a lot of the prowess of sniffers, so that asset would be helpful if the demonspawn could only mask his demonic powers.

As he noted I'on getting a drink from the bar, the shrouded deo'iel asked him a question. He was a little surprised that she brought up the wound on his shoulder. He thought briefly about his answer while looking at the wound. “I was mistaken by one of city's elite guard as the right hand of the Grand Master, the Fixer. She cast a spell which concentrated light into a piercing beam. I was just unlucky to avoid the attack altogether.”