Utterly Mad

From high up on a balcony of the Tower of Gulgatha, unseen eyes would look down into the dead city. They would follow the path the power behind those invisible eyes sensed Ferret was taking through the alleyways and avenues. He couldn't see her, but he could guess what she was doing. He knew she had not killed the elf. Another bet he had lost, but who would collect on that bet? Didn't matter. Killing the elf would have been a mercy. "Aye, but at whose hands should that mercy have come?" Shame again. He would go down after the girl was out of Gulgatha and finish the elf off himself. For now though there were other promises to keep and trouble on the horizon. Another responsibility he had to deal with. That one, he determined, would be met head on. It would give him a chance to stretch his body out after it had lain dormant for so long.