The hieracosphinx replied with only a screech, from its falcon head, hovering in the air over the square, as the cultist on his back continued to rave. Lykos would notice four other golden-masked cultists; two on a nearby rooftop, and two lurking in the alleyways, assuming that the darkness would cloak them, though it was useless against his darkvision.<br/><br/>They didn't seem to be about to land the first blow, until he refuses their request, at least; they're giving him a chance to surrender peacefully.