Gabriel tried to listen to what he was saying, but she suddenly at the feeling that...something, wasn't right. Her body started to tense a moment before Aneiko stopped talking and seemingly fell and turned into nothing. Jumping back a bit and pulled out her silver sword, suddenly on the alert as she looked around, wondering if she was under attack. Noticing that after a moment nothing had happened, she stood up straight but didn't sheath her sword.<br/><br/>She looked to where Aneiko disappeared from and had no idea what it meant. But, to be safe, she bowed her head in respect and offered him a silent prayer before walking down the trail. Now she was without a guide, no matter of strange of one, within unknown trees. Bravebeak was anxious when she was and never quieted down ever since, it was starting to bother even her if the usually unwavering bird was starting to doubt it's natural self-preservation of safety.<br/><br/>Regardless, she moved on, running that moment through her head over and over again. She had spotted two blue eyes, about the same color as Aneiko's, slip under her feet...seemingly into her own shadow. But, she figured that she was just seeing things, in shock at what had just happened. It was all quiet now....but not the natural quietness of the forest...but an eerie quiet that shouldn't be there...<br/><br/>**********************<br/><br/>Maltharus watched with intrigue as the man that had been shortly accompanying his prey seemed to have vanished out of thin air. That was quite interesting. But he couldn't help but notice the shadow slipping under the Wood Elf. That was oddly curious.<br/><br/>Ren'nar huffed behind him,"Well...So much for getting her alone...Now what you are going to do?"<br/><br/>Matharus decided to ignore the demon for now. He figured that it was just a trick of his eyes. But it seemed even the demon caught sight of it, now this was proving interesting. He rubbed his chin in consideration about the situation...this was going to take some...finesse.<br/><br/>"What am I going to do?", he asked in a tone that carried a wicked hint,"Why...I'm going to put you into action, my dear friend."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>