"You aren't very observant are you Keldar?" Kraton gave a shadow of a smile as he turned around, plainly showing his gargoyle wings to the human. Keldar's eyes narrowed before he spoke. "Well you must carry us all up there, unless any of the others can fly...?" He turned to Kinar, who merely shook his head. "Well, I doubt Deimos can fly either." He continued casually. "I trust you have the strength to carry us all."

"Obviously, it will not take lon-" His thoughts interrupted him. You must not let them! If you touch them then they may be able to feel your power. He forced himself to realise. "No. I cannot." The Daemon finally managed to say. Both Keldar him as if to say: Maybe you aren't as powerful as I thought. "We will have to reach there some other way I am afraid," the outcast felt bad about lying to them. Not only was it unhelpful, but they probably doubted his power now. Kinar looked doubtful, but Keldar looked suspicious, he felt the need to explain something. "My power is siphoning away in broad daylight, I will not be able to fly whilst the I am like this," he lied, hoping that they would assume his strength was directly connected to shadow, as some daemon's were. "O...k.. we'll have to make due." Keldar finally said, rolling his eyes. "Where is Deimos?"

That thought suddenly sprung to mind, he hadn't seen Deimos in a while. Just as he was beginning to think he'd abandoned them, Kinar turned away from the pair, as if to hide something. "Kinar, what has happened to Deimos?!" Keldar raised his voice, obviously sure that the robed daemon knew something about it. Kinar spun round to look at the human, a nasty expression visible in only his eyes. Kraton sighed. Here we go again...

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