Illyad smiled a little. "Well, from what we've learned, my brother is working with our enemies. Just like him to do that. Anyway, because our magic is connected, we need a way to stop him from finding you. So I have developed a plan. I have other warlock contacts, I don't fully trust any of them, but we can work an arrangement. The compass they have is focused on finding you, but it can only penetrate my magic, if another warlock were to cloak you, you would be undetectable."

"But most warlocks are a bit... dodgy." Alex protested.

"While that's true, I'm sure we can get one of them to cooperate." Illyad said, sitting down. "There are a number of my contacts that we could count on, but we'd have to keep them out of danger. For immortal beings, warlocks are ridiculously afraid of dying."