Shaine would never admit this to anyone, would never let Anton or the Kelland girl know, but he was worried.

Not afraid, but worried.

While Heather was collecting weapons and equipment from the now deserted base, Anton was still trying to get through telepathically to his superiors in the Holy Order. From the look of frustration on his face, it wasn't working.

Shaine had given up a while earlier. The Revenant had not only blocked their telepathy, but it had also blocked what Heather referred to as "radio transmissions" and "wireless signals". That wasn't what truly had Shaine worried, though.

Even without telepathy, Shaine had decided that they would all three teleport back to Il'Doran. He would report to Sister Nayala and Anton could report to his superiors in person.

The Revenant had somehow managed to block even that.

Anton's face was a perfect expression of disbelief. At least what Shaine could see of it. The young Holy Brother was shielding his eyes from the red glow of Shaine's blade, which Shaine held in front of him in preparation for an attack.

"Damnation, Soryan! The revenant is not here, I would have felt it!" Anton was screeching at Shaine. He was sure the Most High Holy Brother would blame this incident on him. If Maethias Duraine was publicly embarrassed by this, Anton knew he himself would have to pay dearly for it.

Shaine refused to back down. "I tell you, the creature is in here with us!" Shaine was looking around quickly, trying to discern where the revenant could be hiding.