And out of the corner of his eye, she simply vanishes. "Oh!" He exclaims, watching her reappear on the spot. Like a Bloody Finger returning from the hunt, but instantaneous. "Heavens. How useful that would be." And something to study further. Did she still make sound when she disappeared like that? Did such energies leave behind a scent, or sense of power there? How did one manage such a feat?

Enough speculation for now. He'd have the chance to observe more. "That will certainly protect you on your way to the church." And from there? Hmm. He'd have to consider his own next moves as well.

"Buy something from the merchant, and I'm sure he'll be willing to share his fire." This could give him time to reach the others, mark her as his target, though the more enthusiastic among their ranks might not be deterred.

"His people have no love for the Golden Order, but they sell information as freely as anything else. Do be careful what you tell him."