The warlock and I jumped up in alarm, hands raised in preparation for a fight, when the sight of a burly male with his large hood thrown over his head stepped into the room. He's dressed in expensive silk tunics and fitted pants, with a black cloak fastened together by gold brooches worn over his wide shoulders.
The blonde let out an angry yell as she tries to tackle the male but with a single lift of his hand, he sends her flying backwards by causing a sudden burst of wind to deflect her attack.
The redhead surprises me when she disappeared into thin air and appears not less than a second later behind the blonde, catching her in her arms just before she’s sent flying out of the wall. The force of her weight sends the both of them to the ground with groans of pain, and the warlock and I
