Making No Headway

Wanda shook her head.

I don't believe I'm going to do this.

She held the brick's gaze. "No. No showy displays. We respect magic. It is lack of respect for magic that got them into this position in the first place."

Wanda drew her dagger slowly, holding the other hand up in a gesture of peace.

Still looking at the bulky Tilean, she turned it so that she held it by its point, before passing it to Harbull.

"In the interests of getting this done, I'll come with you. As you can now see, I am unarmed." She slowly moved to stand in front of the broad shouldered thug. She looked back at the group.

"If you don't see me in twenty minutes, kill them all."