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ope at all of detecting the spy's surreptitious exit。
Of course； the traitor might also have a means of municating with her confederates via clairaudience； or a charm of instantaneous transit； in which case the envoy's scheme was doomed no matter what。 She'd cling to the roof until someone in authority； a pany of Baenre guards； perhaps； showed up to take her and her entourage into custody； but she'd had to try something。
She crawled on。 Below and behind her； one of the duelists groaned as his foe's blade plunged through his torso。 Magic flickered and sizzled； and the victor dropped as well。 The wizard who'd been watching from a disnottance strolled forward to inspect the steaming corpses。
Faeryl wondered if the three had been siblings； and the wizard was the clever one。 She'd had a brother like that once； until an even trickier male turned him to dust and absconded with his wands and grimoires。 A minor setback for her House； but interesting to watch。
Overhead； something snapped。 She glanced up。 Four or five riders on wyvern…back were winging their way east。 Above them； projecting from the cavern ceiling； the stalactite castles shone with their own enchantnotments； a far lovelier sight； in her opinion； than the miniscule monochronotmatic stars that speckled the night sky of the so…called Lands of Light。
Then； so faintly that she wondered if she'd imagined it； something brushed against something else。 The sound had issued from the southwest。
Faeryl scurried over to that part of the roof and peered down。 At first glance； nothing appeared changed since the last time she'd checked that way。 Perhaps her nerves were playing tricks on her； but she kept on looknoting anyway。
Octagonal steel grilles protected the round windows cut in the wall below her； but if a drow knew the trick； she could unlatch one and swing it aside for an entrance or exit via levitation。 Apparently； someone had； for after a few more moments； Faeryl noticed that one of the web…pattern shields hung ever so slightly ajar。 With that sign to guide her； she spotted the shrouded figure skulking toward the mouth of an alleyway。
The noble of Ched Nasad was a fair hand with a crossbow。 She might have been able to shoot down the traitor from behind； but that would gain her few answers。 She didn't happen to possess a scroll with the spell for innotterrogating the dead。 She needed to catch up with the spy and take the wretch alive。
She read from a scroll she did have； then she stepped away from the top of the tower into empty space。
Except that it wasn't empty for her。 The air was as firm as stone beneath her soles。 For two paces； she strode on a level surface； and； because she willed it so； the unseen platform dipped into an equally invisible ramp。 She sprinted down with no fear of blundering off the edge。 Wherever she set her foot； the incline would be there to meet it。 That was how the magic worked。
Her progress entirely silent； she dashed unnoticed above the traitor's head； then with a thought dissolved the support beneath her boots。 Her crossbow ready； she dropped the last few feet to the ground an