The Infiltrator was tracking his movement, not closely enough to be using his other sight, but well enough to frustrate Altaïr. He knew he might be good enough to do so, but invisibility had been worth a try. What he said was also troubling. It seemed he was not brought here by accident.
"An entrance in the air, from one place to the next. But if you have already met the Arcana... it may not matter.
His voice darkened bleakly at the last, but he kept it level enough to be businesslike. He was used to dealing with dangerous, irritated men; he had grown up with them, even spent a good amount of time being the source of their irritation. He was a different man now.
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"An entrance in the air, from one place to the next. But if you have already met the Arcana... it may not matter.
His voice darkened bleakly at the last, but he kept it level enough to be businesslike. He was used to dealing with dangerous, irritated men; he had grown up with them, even spent a good amount of time being the source of their irritation. He was a different man now.
"What did they say to you?"