Chapter 8: Learning from FennWill
They had no luck with either the Creature or any sort of nest or egg for several days. It was an impossible task with the amount of London they had to cover and even Working to try to track any Pull from the Creature—the Carnas, Will was calling it now, copying Fenn—they had no real luck.
They did find his missing wife murderer though, by chance, thin and ragged and most emphatically dead. Fenn looked at the body and extended a long-fingered hand out into the air over the face of the corpse.
“Kias,” he said, frowning. “The Carnas was here.”
Will watched him Work. It was effortless, a thing of beauty, really. “How can you tell?” he asked, curiously.
Fenn looked at him. “You have not had this training? Or are your powers not strong enough?”
“I don’t kn
