The High-Rank Stealth User named Number Zero was somewhat tall. As he remained silent, he kept brushing the Revealing Dust off his leather armor.
Number Seven stood a head shorter than Number Zero. Seeing that Number Zero had said nothing, he kept his mouth shut as well.
Rowan did not press them for answers. They were allies, after all. There was no need to get to the bottom of everything.
Allies they might have been, but the two High-Rank Stealth Users were not tasked with protecting Rowan's fleet. Their assignment was very specific: protect Rowan and Jaina, and no one else.
The trouble aboard the warship had been resolved, but the naval battle was far from over. Rowan did not want to waste words on these two high-rank rogues playing dead. He intended to drag them into the fray and put them to work.
"If I'm not mistaken, your assignment is to protect Jaina and me, correct?" Rowan sent everyone back to the deck so he could speak privately with the two High-Rank Stealth Users.
Only once Rowan was alone did Number Zero speak. "That is correct, Young Master Rowan. If not for that unusual dust just now, we would have remained hidden and escorted you all the way to Southshore."
Just as I thought. Rowan cleared his throat, rubbed his right cheek, and smiled. "Then by your own account, you've failed your assignment. Because I discovered you."
"Well..." The two exchanged a look, tacitly conceding the point.
Rowan could see that they cared quite a bit about saving face. For powerful Stealth Users capable of fighting a Level Six Archmage, status and reputation were especially important.
Since Number Zero and Number Seven served in the military of Kul Tiras, they were subject to military discipline.
Looking at Young Master