753 Finding Max (5)
Was Lyria involved in the mission to capture him? Or was her presence rely coincidental? The answers eluded him, hidden within the confines of that conversation.
As Erik cracked the door, he held his breath and listened. It was true he didn't expect Lyria being there, but that didn't have to be sothing entirely negative.
Despite fearing the woman's skills at accomplishing missions, he could still gain so valuable insights from that conversation.
Thankfully, the two were engrossed in their conversation to notice him. Erik transford into a fly and slipped inside unnoticed, using his newfound shapeshifting abilities.
As he flew around the room, he took in every detail, scanning the area for any clues that could help him with his mission.
Erik's eyes darted around the room, taking in its details while his mind was focused on a more pressing task.
The walls, though beautifully adorned with intricate tapestries and paintings that spoke of wealth and power, little interested him at the mont.
His attention was on the docunts over the desk the man was sitting in front t.
All the while, he kept an ear tuned to the conversation between Lyria and the man she was engaged with.
He hoped to glean useful information without drawing attention to himself.
Erik flew closer to them first to better see the docunts and second to listen with more ease. He couldn't afford to miss any details.
Lyria leaned forward, her eyes fixed on the man. "I know Erik well," she said, her voice laced with a mix of caution and fear. "I've been keeping him under observation for quite so ti."
That surprised Erik. There shouldn't have been a reason for Lyria to monitor him unless she approached him because of that.
The man's brows furrowed, his curiosity piqued. "And what have you discovered?"
Lyria paused for a mont, choosing her words with care. "He possesses remarkable escaping abilities that have confounded my agents repeatedly. It's as if he has an uncanny knack for slipping through their grasp."
The man leaned back in his chair, absorbing the information. "Escaping abilities? That could complicate matters."
Lyria nodded, her expression grave. "Indeed. It's a skill that sets him apart from others we've encountered. His agility, quick thinking, and resourcefulness make him a real thorn in the side."
The man's eyes narrowed. "If he's that skilled at evading capture, how do we stand a chance?"
A small smile tugged at the corners of Lyria's lips. "Help is on the way."
"From who?" the man asked.
"The Blackguards," Lyria said.
If Erik could grin in his fly form, he would do that right now. Making the Blackguards co here was exactly what he was hoping would happen when he killed the shapeshifters so blatantly.
The man nodded, at ease because of Lyria's words. "We must find a way to keep him here inside the city until they arrive then. "
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