We walked the empty hall a distance before I broke the silence.
“Any easier?” I tried to keep my voice even, but after our earlier conversation, I felt feverish as I fidgeted.
“Not even close.” He mumbled.
“What now?”
“We have to get passed the Bloodhounds.”
Bloodhounds, I remember what they said about them. I remember the vision as well and I shuddered at the thought.
“How do we do that?”
He stopped us, glanced around the hall for cameras, and once realizing we were safe for once, he turned to me.
“Bloodhounds are sensitive to smell, that’s how they know if you are an Aon or Legion. We use a special elixir on Aons that have switched sides, just so they can easily slip through without detection.”
“But how-”
“I made some before we left New York.”
He suddenly pulled a silver tube
