“Because your presence marks the beginning. It means death is coming, for all of us. It has been Seen,” said the man quietly. Asha swallowed. “What…what do you mean, ‘all of us’?” “For myself, and my siblings. Four hunt. One hides, cognizant of what he is. A true traitor. An escherii.” The man gazed at her. “And I Watch.” Suddenly shouts echoed from outside, and the hooded figure rose.
