Occupied in isolating what it was, he didn't heed his instincts until he was almost upon the ring of death dealers acting as scouts.
He froze, focused on his surroundings once more. He'd barely stopped in time and took a moment to assess them.
Chances were, he wasn't going to slip by them, and he knew better than to take on fifty death dealers without the help of the demons.
Andre retreated a short distance and chose a place to meditate, settling onto a rock to await Rhyn and Darkyn.
The presence had vanished once more.
What are you, and what do you want from me? He asked silently.