I had expected that Sad should be able to discover the presence of the fox, because I had acquired it from killing Vrakth, a three-horned Narghul Sorcerer. I could vividly remember the large bat-like creature that had seen the fox on my shoulder before it was killed by its inattention to its surroundings as the Pale Matron broke out of the earth.
Mages may be powerful, but demons were otherworldly, and their senses were far different from ours. However, it seemed that the Soul Flayer could not perceive the Moon Fox well enough; perhaps it was because it was bound to the flesh of a Sovereign, or the demons I had encountered in Caelith Mourne were different. After all, the Hollow Avatar had called the Narghul Sorcerers, Demon Royalty, and that had to mean something.
