Caitlin frowned, it was her guild mates down there, she should be helping them not thinking about helping Ander. Yet she stood there questioning her allegiance. She joined when Marakov was head of the guild but since then she had felt like an outsider. She also had to factor in Dremmick, who she by no means had any desire to fight. Her cloak was enchanted to conceal her identity no matter what but she did not feel right about jumping in. She switched to ice magic and jumped from the roof, landing softly on the ground. "Ice magic: Permafrost." Ice quickly covered the whole street. "This ice won't break or melt unless one of you has golden fire laying around. I think something is wrong here, others than the obvious. I don't think mindless fighting will help me find an answer. So I'll ask you all, What is the real reason behind the order for his capture?" Caitlin paused for a moment more, "If you can't tell me I'd believe you, I'll just have to track down the answer, I doubt someone's superiors would like that."