Jackal Among Snakes

“I’m thinking you and I work for the same person,” Ruleo waved his hand between the two of them, keeping his eyes far off the black bag that was his target. “Let’s just take it easy.”

Durran laughed. “I highly doubt that. But since you think so, why don’t you spill your guts to me? Who do we work for, mister colleague?”

“The Bat,” Ruleo held his hands steady.

Durran studied him, running that through his head. Had Elenore sent this man to watch him? Something about it sounded wrong. He’d spoken to her guards as he left—they’d seemed more cooperative than suspicious, and he’d told them precisely what he intended to do. And besides… this man would know Durran worked for Argrave, not Elenore. Elsewise, why would he be watching him?

“How about we go to her together, then?” Durran planted his glaive on the ground. “We can sort out this misunderstanding, ease my suspicions. Might save your life.”

On the other side of the confrontation…

Ruleo felt he was getting a handle on things. What were his options? Try and escape, for one. He felt he could. He had plenty of tricks up his sleeve. Or two… he could play along with this tribal, return to Elenore, confess his sins. Ideally, his necromantic creation would do its duty, steal the paper with the magic signature. But if Ruleo’s hunch was right, and this was something big she was keeping secret… Elenore might not let him walk away unscathed. She might not let him walk away at all.

Playing along is too dangerous, Ruleo concluded. You made a mess of things. Cut your losses. Get away.

“Let’s go together, then,” Ruleo nodded, lowering his hands to his side.

“Really? Well… not what I was expecting,” the tribal seemed surprised. “Let’s—”

Ruleo thrust his hand into his pocket and threw out powder. At once, Durran raised his hand and cast a spell of wind. Before the two could meet, Ruleo cast a spell of his own—a simple E-rank ignition spell. The powders roared to life, exploding into loud yet largely ineffectual sparks that scattered from the wind spell. It was only a distraction. Ruleo circled around, rearing his arm back for a punch. Durran was, as Ruleo had expected, prepared for that.

The tribal blocked the punch with the shaft of his glaive and a deafening ring echoed out. Durran quickly kicked at Ruleo’s gut, and the two disentangled. The tribal cast a spell at Ruleo as he retreated. A wolf of fire roared out, and Ruleo felt he had ample time to get away.

The black glaive cut through the spell, though, and the spell wreathed around the blade unnaturally. The flames carried with the swing of the glaive far beyond where they typically might, and Ruleo desperately shielded with his gauntlets. The fire whipped at his face, and he heard his skin sizzle.

Pushing past the pain of the burn, Ruleo covertly tossed a hook attached to a very thin line at the closed bag the tribal had been carrying.

“Quite some gauntlets you got,” Durran looked at the dent in his glaive’s shaft from it had been struck earlier.

as he healed the burn on his face. “I’ll tell them you tried to steal my bag.

convincing argument,” Durran said without

tight on the string with the hook. It caught on the bag, opening it up and causing the contents to explode out. Durran was caught off-guard, but

walked up before him, swords ready. He tried to stop himself quickly, but one reached out and caught his wrist. The other coordinated well, seizing Ruleo beneath the shoulder

Bat would like a word,” one of the men said, laxing

gritted his teeth and stared at his captors as they helped him to his feet. Behind,

a fisherman’s line… call me a coward if you will, but the moment I saw you, I sent a signal to these lovely gentlemen just as they asked me to,” Durran retrieved the paper with the magic signature and held

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bound, Ruleo was still a mage, so spellcasters she trusted were nearby in case he tried something. Additionally, his hands were bound in such a way they could only

Ruleo was one of the first suspects that came to mind. He had no genuine loyalty to her beyond the fact that she offered him significant wealth at times. Indeed, he probably bore some dislike towards most of Vasquer given what had been done to him. She supposed she couldn't deem this a true betrayal of her,

following people under my protection is not at all related to looking

up to her. “What do you want, an apology? I’m only sorry I got caught,” he concluded, turning his head away. “I’ve already got all the details about Rancor you need. I

“We’ve been working profitably and consistently for a few

gambit to get involved in high politics. You were being heavy-handed. You were hiding something important. You were asking about Argrave earlier—drew my suspicions for long-term moves you might be enacting after Induen’s death. Mostly just a hunch, something to occupy my time. I overestimated myself… or maybe underestimated you. Either way, I’m

find it difficult to continue a relationship

straighter, paying attention. Her hearing was better than most, having been honed over the years in light of

her head to him and said

bag in his hands. “Hey. Told you we’d meet again. You gave me quite a bit of

me,” Ruleo said, his light cackle escaping for

clicked his tongue. “True enough. Can’t be

our mutual friend decide?” Elenore asked Durran, cutting into their conversation. She had no time to waste

rubbing his hands together. He pointed at Ruleo, bound on the floor. “You’re Ruleo, aren’t

doubly to preserve the man’s life and to answer a question she had. Elenore had gotten her answer; Argrave knew Ruleo, meaning he did recognize him by Durran’s description alone. Had he been lying about being ignorant of the incident with the dogs? She could not puzzle that

am,” Ruleo answered unaffectedly, likely assuming

nodded. “Well, that simplifies things. Leader man wants you to live. He thinks you’d

wisdom behind Argrave’s decision, at least practically speaking. Though she preferred to make no enemies, disagreements like the one between Argrave and Ruleo were inevitable. It was better not to leave active antagonists alive, in Elenore’s experience—they could deal damage in the future. Ruleo could certainly be an

the ones spurring