“You don’t think they’ll wonder where the night came from?” P’rihnn asks, looking far too pleased with himself for making Felih yowl like that. “They must have people watching things in Lakeland. Eulmore and the Crystarium seem to be the two main powers.”

He returns his attention to the food, humming again for a moment while he works.

“Wonder what their leader’s like? Just as soulless as the Exarch, you think?”