'I caught you.' The oracle's words replayed in Merlin's mind. Then he remembered the Oracle's glowing eyes.
'Damn it. So it was scrying... I was careless.' He rebuked himself in his thoughts. He didn't expect that he'd have to worry about scrying this early in the game, but he had made himself known to someone who claims to have an oracle's power, and clearly made more of an impression than he expected. 'I'll have to figure a way to counter that, but for now, how do I get out of this?'
He stood there in silence for several moments, lost in thought while staring at Kilo's confident expression. He wondered what would happen if he just splashed her with holy water, would she sizzle like the rose wight did?
A demon who publicly flaunts its enslaved victims dared to reprimand Merlin about his wanton disregard for the life of others, even going so far to accuse him of murder without any evidence. A plan formed in his mind, although he wasn't sure it was a good one.
