His ship would not survive much longer. In fact, this gave Silen an idea. A crafty scheme, and so he began to weave webs around the ship that would obscure the ability to sense magic within it, and then created a magical clone of himself down to the last blood bit, and wove in the properties of the web into the clone so that he would have his plan. For this was no ordinary clone. The clone had a singularity inside of it that was contained by barriers and once the clone was captured, well obviously some things would of course happen that would lead to the destruction of the mercenary Konjan that was after him.
After all, the mercenaries and bounties were getting old. Sooner or later, he would petition the Zarethians and Mechera to lower the charges against him. Checking to make sure, Silen had practiced the spell for a while and he made a minor alteration, it would only absorb Konjan and nothing and no one else and do so without damaging the ship of the Fioans or anyone but Konjan.
"Mercenaries don't know when to quit. Dang it. This will cost me a perfectly good ship."
And with that Silen shadow traveled away, leaving a magical AT and AP field around the place, along with AJD and AHS just in case. Nothing illegal would be on his ship but the clone would be ready to attack Konjan and fulfill the reason for his creation. As he left he muttered. "At least one of them won't be my headache any longer."