She smiled at the look on his face. “Be weary of the younger leader. He’s fast... And you wouldn’t last against him in your weak condition... Janos..” She did know the tales from when she was a little girl. Her sire would tell them to her as she trained with him. When she saw the sword and heard him say that his deeds were myths now she was able to put two and two together. She put her hand on his shoulder and appeared back in the room where the others were gathered. Ozi would probably see them arrive if he wasn’t concentrating on the ‘boy’ in front of him.