Artorius smiled, raising his left hand, drawing the man's eyes. "I am the First Lord Artorius, of the Lords of Shadow," Artorius said, his words cold as ice. Then he clenched his hand into a fist, and two things happened at once. First, the sound of skin coming apart drew the man's eyes to his right, towards the man Artorius had kicked down, just in time to see the shadow that had decapitated the agent retract into the ground. Then another shadow leaped up, wrapping around the lockpicker before he had a chance to scream. Then it sank into the ground, leaving no trace of the demihuman agent.