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"Just a little sick is all, I must have eaten something that wasn\'t fresh!" he brushed off the question and quickly spun on his heels to leave, somehow, his gaze landed straight on the true reason of his complexion, just leaning up against a wall and staring straight at him, by this point, it felt like there wasn\'t a single spot on his skull that had been intensely watched by his stalker.

He wasn\'t just worried on the premise that Loimos was declaring himself of Alizé, but that it didn\'t make sense in the least, he had disguised it as jokes and off-handed remarks when mentioned him to the drug carriers, but those fools couldn\'t see what was so off about this random guy.

He had heard much from Miqi, and now knowing what their latest drug was designed to do, it was apparent that apart from the four maniacs Miqi would sometime meet with to report to, no members of Alizé were willing, he had seen one of those before, anyone that had worked with them had at least seen one of their freaks.

Livid men and women, their eyes haggard, staring directly ahead at absolutely nothing, feeling seemingly no pain and barely capable of realising their own deaths when it befell them, Alizé was full of nothing but thralls that could do nothing more than follow orders until they died, they wouldn\'t and couldn\'t do anything they hadn\'t been explicitly told about by their bosses.

But this guy that had come to threaten him was much too coherent, he was off in his own way for certain, but Armond couldn\'t put his fingers on what it was that made his masked stalker so precisely weird, even after two entire weeks of having to endure his forced company.

This weirdo could sometimes be found peeking through his windows, peeking was a rather light word to use, he wasn\'t hiding himself, he just walked up and looked inside without any hesitation, Armond would even sometimes find him sitting in a corner of his bedroom.

\'How is that even possible? Where does that chair he sits on even come from?!\' it was terrifying to know that someone could just go in and out of your home as they pleased, but the fact that he was even bringing his own furniture inside was simply horrifying in its own right.

The inside of his home was also looking a lot more mouldy and decrepit than it used to as well, Loimos was a veritable disease upon his surroundings, his prolonged presence made things spontaneously want to putrefy.

But eventually, and Armond couldn\'t believe that he was considering this a good thing, one of the four finally decided to show up, wanting to discuss a few things since Miqi had vanished, he had been in charge of reporting pretty much everything relating their trade in Findpasser as well as the surroundings.

With him gone, it seemed like Armond would have to fill in for a little while, but despite being relieved, for that event should signify that Loimos would stop staring at him every single hour of both the day and night.

But the intermediary that had come to fetch him had only mentioned Miqi going missing, he doubted Alizé would hide it had they butchered him like a pig, especially when the one keeping watch over him hadn\'t hesitated to pronounce him dead, it was fishy.

Armond knew that something shady was going on, but clearly, Loimos knew what the guard was thinking, sneaking out of the city to reach the point of rendez-vous, a night of a full moon, Loimos was pretty much dragging the poor man by the back of his neck.

"Armond, how many of the four would Miqi usually meet up with?" questioned Loimos, his false voice lacking much of the intonation generally associated with interrogation.

"Only one?" not quite certain why he was asking this now, Armond kept eyeing his surroundings, he was not feeling this.

Loimos couldn\'t tell for certain with his ability to sense life force, it wasn\'t advanced enough to detect someone relatively skilled trying to conceal their presence, he was able to suspect more than one person simply due to the physical clues left in the air, their scents hanging in the air wasn\'t hidden alongside them.

Although, it was obvious that One was part of the show, not only was his death force sense more proficient, she wasn\'t hiding in the least, which was strange, as a sun-walking vampire, she was actually weaker during the night, maybe not as much as usual since it was a full moon but still, that wasn\'t the best tactic when you were part of an illegal organisation manufacturing mindless soldiers.

Loimos tightened his grip on the living, silencing him as he didn\'t simply pull him along and truly began dragging him, heading straight toward the vampire.

The skeleton was understandably more on guard than he would usually be since the vampire one was descended from was a betrayer, but he wouldn\'t hold this against her, he didn\'t hold anything against anyone.

He first had to determine whether she was of those that live in death or an actual compatriot, surely, they could still find a compromise even then, or he could just demonstrate her was true death feels like.

The putrid undead was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt, the ball was already in her camp before they even met.

Him and an Armond shifting in colours made it to a minuscule clearing, a nicely carved table was sitting in the center of it all, the wind was quiet and the night was refreshing, standing opposite to that table was definitely the one calling herself One.

A relatively, garbed in the dark suit of armour Miqi had described, it was indeed finely crafted, apart from everything above her shoulders, it was all well protected, although full of small parts clicked together, it didn\'t seem shoddy in the least.

The red pattern the living hadn\'t been able to decipher was a rune pulled straight from the death tongue, which aptly signified the number one, that was a good sign, she knew the death tongue.

Bright blonde hair going down to her shoulders, red eyes full of curiosity and a fanged smile at the sight of Loimos throwing Armond like rubbish to the ground, she was definitely rather attractive by human standards, Loimos himself had no such standards, so he had to make do with the opinion of some livings.

"Will you assist me in liberating Nitok, King Of The Dead?"

No bothers given, full speed, Loimos went straight to the point.