The demon stroked its leathery throat where Spike had been holding it. "Give me a second, will ya? Let me catch my breath." Azz took a deep breath and then began. "All right, about a week ago I was approached by the Order of Sages and they-""Who?" Spike asked.

The creature sighed, annoyed by the interruption. "The Sages? They're kind'a like Watcher wannabes. You see 'em more out this way than back in the States. Can I continue?"

Spike nodded, finishing the last of his cigarette and dropping the ash to the floor. The still burning embers sizzled in the demon juices.

"The Sages come to me 'cause the word is out - obviously - that I know stuff. They're looking for a vampire with a difference called Scylla. Just so happens I saw a vamp that went by that very description during a little field trip I took over to Luxor a few days back. I'm very observant that way."

"Yeah, good for you. And?" Spike prodded the foul beast with the toe of his boot.

The creature shook its head, obviously ticked that it wasn't getting through to its audience. "And, they paid me for my services and headed for Luxor."

Malik looked at Spike and then to Azz. "How long ago was that?"

The demon shrugged its bony shoulders. "Three days, give or take."

Spike rubbed his hands together as he looked from Malik to the member of the Aurelius order. "Well, looks like we're taking a trip to Luxor then. Let's hope that Laibach's little honey has been able to keep one step ahead of the Sages."

The demon chuckled from the floor. "Yeah, that'd be really awful if you didn't get to her. All this time wasted, your time - my time." Azz cleared his throat and held out his misshapen hand nervously.