[color:"#00bfff"]"Now let's see where Nero has gone."
I looked grimly at Jvb:
"You bet, we'll see where he's gone - and we'll find him..."
All four of us hasted up the first stairs we could find - I felt he was still here, my cystal shard gave it away - listening to the faint Hum of Companionship, we entered a small room, full of books - one table in the middle, a globe and a few tapestries on the grey stone walls. I searched the room with my heart, eyes and ears - THERE! A short reflection in the mirror and a shadow darted across the room - Nero!
"NERO! DON'T!"
Too late, he had already jumped on the window ledge, growled back at me with dangerous flashing eyes - darted into the air and .... was gone! I rushed to the window and searched - nothing. I looked down - nothing, same was for up and down. DRAT! Curse him!
Then I remembered Nightwing's words:Finding him is not freeing him...
