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As she waited, the Traitor mentally berated herself mildly for not having attempted earlier to locate the elusive Alu Sage in a black mirror, but she had reposed such faith in her own familiar methods of scrying. Still, now she had done it, and although it had been incredibly challenging, the Witch had isolated the man's shadow; she knew where he was. Actually, that was an exaggeration. She deduced where he was, since there continued to be interference with her vision, and two distinct images had appeared. However, the Traitor had chosen the one half way to Siberia rather than that in Saudi Arabia, based on her personal experience. It was time to call in reinforcements.
The Damian she had chosen called himself Sar Vlad Romanoff. Obviously that was a pseudonym, but then, the Witch had not given the bloodborn mercenary commander her proper name, either. That was what traitors did.