Imp sense weakness 1

"Put the weapon away," Cherish said, her voice quiet.

Aisha gulped, realizing the trap she'd just stepped into. "You can hear me?"

A second passed, and there was no response.

"Put it away, or I'm going to leave you quivering in a corner, shitting your pants."

"You can't hear me." Aisha gripped her weapon and stepped closer.

Cherish whirled around, her eyes flitting right and left, searching for Aisha. "I'll scream. He'll come in here, and a couple swings of his knife, he can cut you down, invisible or no."

"It's not invisibility," Imp said, uselessly.

- Interlude 13½