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Sanzo opened his mouth to speak, but Aria transformed with a short flash of magic and stood between them. She curtsied politely, which drew an odd look from Sanzo, who'd never seen her curtsy to anyone before.

"What he's trying to explain is that it wasn't us, and we want to find the people that did this just as badly and make them pay for their crimes," she explained. Sanzo held up a finger, but Aria kept talking. "He also said that were you not to believe him, he'd be willing to be judged innocent or guilty by rite of a duel, but he's just being dramatic," she explained with a straight face, but couldn't help the slow grin that spread across her face at the sound of Sanzo blustering behind her.

"Nae justa bloody minute!"

"We got here as fast as we could when we sensed the battle, but it wasn't fast enough. It was over before we even got here," she continued, ignoring Sanzo. He huffed and wandered off to fetch his coat while the ladies talked. A sweep of his hand put out the flames on the porch with a violent blast of air, and then all of the unusual currents suddenly stopped. He dug around in his (now slightly singed) coat for his flask and was content to flop down on a bench that was smoldering but still mostly intact to have a much needed drink.

"I have a bad feeling they may be headed towards Dusktide... the Blade Lords don't usually venture this deep into darkborn territory. Either way, it seems like our best bet to head in that direction; it's what I was going to suggest to Sanzo anyway. If you like you can travel with us!"