[Suzerain of Sheol]

"I mean, there's a hundred tricks she could have pulled to escape. I honestly thought she would be in shock from all the pain and blood loss, but Gods only know how she did it. She could be halfway to Cantha by now for all I know." Letting her illusions go, she takes her blindfold off again and steps inside.

"Might as well come in," she mutters to the men behind her, seating herself lazily on the kitchen table, legs swinging. "I'm just gonna sit here and think about how much mesmers suck. You guys come up with a plan. There's wine in the fridge."