Caladeran raised an eyebrow at the three.
"sof ro all that planning and discussion on how to capture this Maria, who apparently is the boy's murderer, we are going to separate into three different directions?"
Shaking his head and scowling, Caladeran swept past the others and headed outside, muttering to himself.
"It's a small wonder your kind isn't still swinging in trees and banging sticks on rocks ..."