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The Jackal was nonplussed. "It's a means to an end. I was given a gift, and I'm not going to squander it. I merely tell them what they need to hear."

Shiloh grew bored with her position and flew off the Masked One's shoulder on silent wings. She alighted on a nearby ledge of the cave. The typically talkitive wood nymph hadn't said a word the entire time, content to just watch. Her movement sent another ripple of unease through Ishmael, whose gaze flicked between her and the Jackal.