"Bullshit." Ayl stepped out of a nearby shadow after 'Thomas' finished speaking, his arms crossed and his gaze fixed directly on the man. After Atma and the newbies had retreated off into their own activities, Ayl had quickly jumped back in the direction Sam and Adeline were in. It took him a few minutes to find them, but he had arrived in that shadow during the midst of a conversation, choosing to keep himself concealed initially.<br/><br/>"Carnage like that hideout wasn't orchestrated by simple demons, oh no. There were Silencers there, and powerful ones at that. Even<span style="font-style: italic">if</span>they showed the negligence to let a simple human escape, and they wouldn't; that hideout was hours back, and the center of the city isn't in this direction, so the distance between where we are now and where they would have taken you is a little bit far, don't you think? Judging on the state of the blood in that room, the massacre happened long before we even arrived. You would have to stay alive in this city for a<span style="font-style: italic">damn</span>long time to be here right now, and that kind of luck just doesn't exist anymore, buddy," he finished, pulling one of the handles off his belt and twirling it in his fingers for a moment, forming it into a sword as he did so, before pointing it directly at the man. "Any more elaborate fabrications you wanna pull out of your ass, or should we get straight to business?"