"Yeah, I heard your...friend", answered the man. "Damn dragon-blooded sorcerors... Now that I think of all the guys that have perished here, surprised by these demons. I had a friend disappearing lately, he might have tried it. Ah well, I'll find another way to repay this guy for setting such traps, and let me rot in Malfeas if I don't!"<br/>There looks to be a slight blow of the breeze when he mentions Malfeas, or it might be just your imagination. Then the night grows still again, and the cloudperson and the mortal crawl back, leaving on the way you came.