The name instantly brought back memories of the days he was forced to flee, of living under a false name, of the home he still dared not return to.
These guys reeked of blood; there wasn't a good one among them.
An icy spike of killing intent shot up from the depths of his heart.
With a mere thought, the Eye of Vigilance above his head silently dissipated.
He retracted all his projected Spiritual Perception, maintaining only the bare minimum needed to sense his surroundings. At the same time, he sent a telepathic message to Gaga:
"Keep a close eye on them. Find out what they're doing and if there's an Official Wizard with them."
"Understood! GAK!"
Gaga's form flickered. A layer of shadow flowed around its body as it flew over in silence.
Ian used the cover of rock pillars and shadows to creep forward, hiding behind a massive, purplish-brown boulder to get a better look.
About two hundred meters away, five figures were resting in a relatively open depression.
