"It will be done, my lord."
Its voice remained the same.
Aiden faced it fully now, his eyes sharp.
"They'll be on guard," he said. "After what happened, they won't be careless."
Nyxveil took a single step forward.
Even that small movement made it seem like the light around it dimmed slightly.
"They will search for what they can see," it said quietly.
A faint pause.
"They will not see what does not exist."
Aiden's gaze narrowed slightly.
"Don't underestimate them," Aiden said. "There are elders. Experienced fighters. People who have survived longer than the rest."
Nyxveil lowered its head slightly.
"I understand."
Then it added, almost as if stating a simple condition rather than a concern,
"As long as there is no Qi Sense Stage human within the sect… I will not be discovered."
The words were calm.
Certain.
Like a rule it had already tested and understood.
Aiden's eyes sharpened at that.
"…Qi Sense Stage."
That level.
Above body tempering.
