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[center][color=6ecff6][h2][u]Ashkevron Residence in Aren, Askavi[/u][/h2][/color][/center]

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The trap was set, now Mikhail had only to wait. Despite that, he still didn't want to show the full extent of his skills, it was never a good idea to do so unless one had complete trust on his 'companions'. It was a simple web, covering only a specific area in front of the front door, but it should suffice for that, showing more to the enmies might not be the best course of action.

Denvar already had his blade on hands while the others started getting ready to fight. Discreetly putting his free hand on one of his curved daggers, he waited in silence as Gennar answered to the ones who were outside the door. Despite him knowing Faeril wasn't home though, he didn't seem to know exactly where she went as he asked the rest of the group in a growl.

[color=6ecff6]"She is with The Reaper."[/color] Mikhail said in a low voice, emphasizing Xandar's title, in a clear indication he didn't trust him.

[color=6ecff6]"They went to the store of a man named Randalvar, near the Winged Boar."[/color] Mikhail completed, continuing in silence as he kept his eyes on the door, alert to anything that could happen.

It was obvious that he had nothing more to say to Gennar regarding that. For one, he was merely a guest, or better, a [i]patient[/i] and had no right to tell Faeril what to do and even if he did, Faeril probably wouldn't hear him nor give his words any consideration knowing how she was according to what he saw and heard from the Eyrien brothers. It was clear on Mikhail's eyes and annoyed expression though that he believed it wasn't the time to be discussing things like that, given that there were armed men right outside the front door.