267 A Weasel

Casually walking towards the Lost, Lucius paid no attention to the place where the 'weasel' was. 

"Young Lord Asher!" The soldiers doing their work near the Lost all stood up to salute.

"At ease." Lucius responded before looking at the Lost.

Their faces were hidden behind the helmets, but Lucius didn't need to look at them to know what they were thinking.

'The gains from the souls have increased their power on some level too. The feed back is steadily improving them…' Lucius thought to himself.

But he only thought about this for a second, as his main goal was something else here. Lucius accessed the minds of the Lost and got the information from them.

"Let's see what the weasel wants and how it got here." Lucius muttered before directing the Lost to spread around.

It was just as a precaution and would prevent the weasel from escaping and others of his kind from coming in as a back up.