Simon moved for several minutes before a thought made him slow down. His gaze dropped to the dull-grey spatial ring of the rebel that was still wrapped inside layers of compressed wind and space.
He called out to Lilith.
[Lilith.]
[What?]
[If I place the three cases inside the Sword Daemon's spatial ring, can Korran's tracking devices or runes leave an imprint on it?]
Lilith answered without hesitation.
[No.]
Simon waited for more, but nothing came.
[Why?]
[Because it belonged to my father.] She replied, sounding as though that should have ended the matter. [And because Korran's methods are poor and lacking. They cannot leave a mark on something of that level.]
[What about the trackers already inside the cases?]
[They will still exist. They simply will not be able to reach beyond the ring.]
Lilith's voice carried enough arrogance to make it sound as though Korran had tried to scratch a divine artifact with a blunt nail.
Simon accepted the answer and continued moving.
