Max POV
I got ready to fight as the creepy guy in the robe approached us. I wasn't about to let some freak (and yes, I do appreciate the irony there)touch anybody in my family.
"No!" the red-head, Clara or something cried. "You don't need to fight him. He's a Silent Brother."
The others, besides the two that Nico apparently knew, glared at her.
It's all right, Shadowhunters. I am Brother Jeremiah, I am here to take all non-mundanes present to the city of bones.
I almost screamed. It was like the voice, but clearly coming from that thing.
"Hey, you. How far can you 'Quiet Brothers' project your voices?" I asked.
The demigods, who were still recovering from the shock of a voice in their heads, looked confused. So I takes it not every non-human has a Voice. Good to know.
I do not believe we have ever tested the range of our communication abilities. Why do you ask?
"Oh, because I was just wondering if that could explain the Voice," I said nonchalantly. When the ones who hadn't known about the Voice stared, I elaborated. "Oh, so you haven't go a Voice in your head. How strange. I know I do."
Oh the weird looks I was getting now.