Stalking Predator (Part 2)
Discarding her own, Bytra's, Lith's and Solus' scents was easy, because she was already familiar with them. Then, she consumed the energy belonging to unanimated artifacts like armor and weapons.
They were metallic, leathery, or woody. Some were made of paper or the skin of the member of one of the five races but they all had one thing in common. Their mana was stale, dead as a doornail, a mere variation on that of their owner.
Then, only two smells remained. One, belonging to Limbell/Pharek, was spread throughout the house while the second, the shadow disciple, was present only in a few rooms.
Yet inside the secret lab, his scent was stronger than Pharek's. The disciple had spent a considerable time there, mastering the secret crafts that his master had entrusted solely to him.
Xenagrosh unraveled the tangle that his smell formed by focusing on the small details.