Chapter Two:

Ryu’val walked away from the Investigator, he made sure he was out of sight before he used mana to help him leap up the rock face near him so he could gain a better vantage point to see about locating his prey. Once he located the Acolytes that were glowing crimson to his eyes, he dropped down to a lower ledge and scanned the first with the crystal just to be sure. It indicated to Ryu’val that the Acolyte below him was in the database as well as the Acolyte beside him. Ryu’val dropped down and crept up behind the pair. Without giving them any warning by sight or sound, he was once again under his stealth spell, he held up his saber hilt, so it was between them. Right before he activated it, he dropped the spell, as they stared at the blade hilt in stunned shock the blades appeared spearing them and killing them instantly.

Unknown to him, the Investigator and his second was watching the traitors, they saw how he killed the pair at the same time, the action caused both to blink in shock. They had never seen anyone, much less a no-name former slave, kill two people instantly with just a twin-blade. “Keep an eye out for him on the monitors,” Investigator Kalen ordered her softly, and she immediately bowed her head in obedience.

“As you wish, Investigator Kalen,” she said in an equally soft tone before she returned to her duties.

He smiled after her, pleased as he always was with her attention to detail and dedication to her duties, even if most of his fellow mages looked down upon her for not having mana he found her to be refreshing. He watched her work for a few moments more before he returned his attention to the remote viewers in time to see the former slave strike down another traitorous Acolyte. It would seem that this former slave bore watching, despite being completely untrained in the martial skills, he was easily killing his prey without a sound or being otherwise detected.

Ryu’val watched dispassionately as the final Acolyte fell under his blades, he knew it was the final one because of one of the stranger quirks of the Gaze was what he liked to refer to asmission objective notification. As long as the enhanced sight was active, he would have a sense of how well he was doing with a particular task at hand. The part of him that was focused on his Acolyte prey had just felt a flare of completion, and a flashing green and gold trail led away back to the teleportation pad.

He followed the trail to find a well-pleased Investigator who paid him for the task and told him, “I will make sure to inform the Dark Conclave about your patrio