Shendron's ears pricked up slightly. "It has begun" he said.
A few seconds later the explosions were heard. "The trap was a success!" Rowen beamed.
"Ugh. Quiet ye twits! There're frightful things here for ones as loud as you."
The Leprechaun had suddely appeared next to them. Shendron started. He'd never met any creature who could move so silently as to avoid being detected by his hearing. Even the Vampires and Elves couldn't move soundlessly. This fellow just did.
Shendron snapped, "nevermind the noise, Vampires are hunting, and we spent too much in our battle with the Zulnaret to engage these enemies now. We need you to remove the scent from our trail completely, Rowen. The only way we can lose them is to move quickly enough to outrun our own heat trail and to leave no scent for them to follow."
"Not a problem at all. Assuming that they are all Century Children, I know just the spell..."
But shendron cut Rowen off, "No!We cannot assume anything, there might be a Millenium Child with them. Do your best."
"Well, there's only one thing that will work then. It will take only a few moments," there was a short silence as the wizard drew patterns in the air, "that should do it." He patted the air, and a shimmer appeared around his hand. There was a solid thing there, but totally invisible. "This lovely little creature will absorb all of our unwanted signs. Even the markings our feet make in the Spirit world. He's a pet of mine from the Spirit World. His name is Krick. He's a baby devourer of sorts. Now, let's get going."
"That'll do, and the li'l thing'll no doubt come in handy with avoidin other nasties on the way as well."

The company of three set off, with the wizard's pet in tow. A blue light flickered from the invisible creature's mouth. The blue was hardly visible and very ethereal, but it drew into the things mouth. This was the visible reaction of the Physical turning into the Spiritual. So they were safe from pursuit and they considered themselves safe from the Vampires hunting them. Yet in their hurry they had forgotten one thing: A Spirit creature leaves a trail for others to follow. There are creatures of flesh which hunt the creatures of mist and shadow. Pale burning orange eyes glided behind them and they never turned around to notice the jaws of a massive Shadow Sloth swallow up the Devourer, Krick, in one bite and then it was gone. They were safe from the eyes, but not from the Vampires. Blisfully unaware that Tanu's Rival Covent were behind them now, also picking up the trail of a Werewolf. As Isurra gained on them, she had by now realized that it was to find her companions, as well as stop the Covent who were intent on murdering her comrades, though she had no idea of Shendron's true heritage.