Silva stopped cold. Those were not the words he had expected to hear… He risked a glance away from the vampire, turning to look at the other man more closely.<br/><br/>“Superior…?” he muttered quietly, now aware that what had been intended as a noble act served only to make him look foolish. This man… was he a mage as well? That awkward sense he detected from him before… it must have been a mask, an illusion! If so, he was trying to go undetected through this area, to conceal his real power from the vampires that prowled the territory.<br/><br/><em>…And I just blundered into the middle of this like an idiot…</em>Silva thought.<em>Master, I’ve let you down yet again. I never could learn the lesson of subtlety, could I? Damn it…</em><br/><br/>He did not allow his embarrassing blunder to show on his face, though. Not with a vampire present. He would find time to apologize later, but would not risk showing any weakness right now. Instead, he just took the other mage’s words silently, without expression.<br/><br/>“Tsk,” said Silva, looking back to the vampire. “Interrupting, am I?”<br/><br/>He held up a hand, palm facing the woman. The area around his hand began to glow as translucent white symbols started to dance around it in rapid circles. A pulsing orb of energy began to form in his palm, slowly growing larger.<br/><br/>“Too bad. Party’s over. Now get lost, you can’t take on both of us.”