"Hoo..." Atori breathed out as she landed lightly on her feet after smashing the thing into the room, her body hunched over in a crouched stance on bent knees. With her mobility, she was then able to easily jump out of the way when she saw the approaching bespelled fire. A fair distance away from the conflagration, the girl viewed the fireworks with a keen eye, even going so far as to flash a thumbs up at the display. 

"You alright?" Jogging towards the person she had intended to rescue, she saw that the girl was in robes and held a staff. Given that she looked exactly like a magician of old and that she had just kicked a goblin, she was pretty sure the girl was the source of the magic. Standing a respectable distance away Imagineer, the fighter looked over the girl. She seemed like an alright person, though now that she had actually met another person, she became a bit shyer than previously.