Illusions 7

Traversing the grounds gave them no more trouble than had the wall. Between Kallist’s trained senses and Jace’s supernatural ones, they sensed the approach of any guard or beast, and took appropriate cover behind one of the estate’s various hedges or trees. Still, a pair of great hounds, tugging their keeper along by the leather leash, nearly discovered them. The topiary behind which they crouched might block the eyes of the men, but not the noses of the dogs. Even as Kallist reached for his blades, cursing the inevitable racket, he noticed Jace muttering under his breath. And without the slightest pause, the hounds passed them by.

“What did …?”

When Jace answered, he spoke aloud once more. “Most people think of illusions only as sight or sound. It’s harder to do smells, but if you know what you’re doing …”

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Agents of Artifice, Chapter 10