It had grown very late above ground in the meantime. At the palace of Galathrist where his anger was still new in the air, the courtyard doors opened and the silver haired mystic Kai-Ta stepped out into the moonlight, looking agitated. Who had called her out to the courtyard at this hour, and for what purpose? "Who goes there?" she called into the soft wind as she sensed a presence in the shadow of the west tower. "This had better be important." A slight scuffle of a man's boots was heard against the stone and the elf Jai emerged from the dark, a sliver of shadow himself. His face bore no emotion, but as his eyes locked with hers she took a step backward, spitting on the ground at him in reflex to the fear his presence instilled in her Inner Eye. "You...!" she scoffed. "Blood Tr****r. What do you want?" He said nothing.