Book 3. Chapter 52
It was just like Zilly to run ahead and try to get all the glory for herself. Except was it? Even she should be smart enough to not pull something like this with a [Witch]. She knew what they were capable of.
As he scanned the trees for some sign of her, he noticed a change in the Wisp. [Know What’s Real] was telling him that the faint glow of light, barely visible in the daytime, wasn’t real any longer. An illusion. He should’ve guessed, but Wisps were illusion beasts. This just kept getting better.
It would be nice to have an Eveladis right now. For whatever reason, he’d never once thought of buying one for his own use. He was too focused on thinking of the anti-illusion potion as the enemy.
“Does anyone have strong senses that don’t rely on sight or hearing?” Brin asked the group.
“She’s not nearby,” said Hogg. “And we don’t have time to look for her. Let’s go.”
“Alone?” Jeffrey asked. “He should take at least one other.”
Brin realized that Hogg was trying to get the group away from him so that he’d have an advantage. This would be much easier if he didn’t have to hide his illusion powers.
“I’ll be fine. I have Marksi with me.” Thinking fast, Brin selected the one other member of the group that knew about his illusions. “And Davi could stay with me. Two [Bard’s] are barely better than one.”
“Fine. Davi stays. Now let’s move; no more arguing,” said Hogg.