"How did you find me?" Jake probed in puzzlement. "I thought you had to report back to your base if you failed."
The two Inquisitors were almost indistinguishable. They wore the same loose-fitting, hooded, inky black robes, and their faces were obscured by a veil of darkness. Yet Jake was able to tell them apart by their slight difference in height and posture, which varied subtly.
Croyorn seemed to be unduly heavy and his movements were unnatural despite his decent stealth. Oxium, on the other hand, looked more normal, but to someone like Jake who was used to supporting his own mass, the second Inquisitor did not seem to be anchored to the ground, as if he was too light to let gravity influence him.
In response to his question, Croyorn tilted his head to the side in an unnatural way and remained in that posture, while Oxium answered with an angry rasp, close to a rustle.
Edit non priv:
This is a 3-part chapter. So sorry, if the wait is frustrating.