“Does anyone sense
anything?” Jared asked sotto voce as the quartet stood across the street from Kenton’s
place.
Aidan stared at the house
long and hard before shaking his head. Mor was a bit more hesitant, but finally
agreed that she didn’t think anyone was there other than Kenton.
“However,” she did say, “he’s
a strong mage who can mask their presence if they’re expecting trouble, just as
Aidan and I are doing.”
“Not a happy thought,”
Daniel muttered under his breath. “I really prefer to know what I’m facing before
I go in.”
Jared nodded. “Then I’ll
find out.” He turned into a fine mist, drifting towards one of the windows.
Moments later he was inside.
“I hate when he does that,”
Daniel grumbled. “It’s just creepy.”
Mor chuckled softly. “More
than you’re turning into a jungle cat?”
“I…well yeah, you have a
point I guess.” He kept his eyes locked on the house, starting to pace as the
minutes passed and Jared didn’t return.
“Give him time, it’s a large
place,” Aidan murmured.
Daniel shot him a quick look
and was about to retort when Jared reformed at his side.
“Three others in there besides
Kenton, elves, well-armed. I’m not certain if they know we’re here or are just
prepared in case we show up.”
“Any sense if they’re mages
as well as fighters,” Aidan asked.
Jared shook his head. “If
they are then they’re shielding that, as well as their physical presence.
Otherwise it’s Kenton doing that.”
“As Mor said, he’s strong
enough to. Where are they?”
“One is in the living room
with Kenton, one in a study next door, and one across the hallway. No one
upstairs.”
“At least it’s even odds.”
Aidan said. “All right, shall we go pay him a visit and see what happens?”
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