Sunday sighed and then closed his eyes. The energy he was getting from Bane.
It was thinning out.
He looked to Shino and smiled, slowing down as Bane's ears pricked up within his soul space.
'You would not suppose that there are areas of demonic concentration about?' Bane asked.
Sunday repeated the question and Shino frowned.
"It feels like this a fight going on, somewhere." Sunday repeated another line of Bane's words and Shino's lips parted.
Shin frowned at those words, confusion visible in his face.
The words that the Irunmole, Sunday, did not make sense to him. They had been here trying to race their way to the place where he had seen a Sage but then Sunday out of nowhere is telling him that there was a fight somewhere.
