Valgius squinted as a bright light flashed in the square. After Valgius' vision returned, he saw Sophie standing. He looked her over. No wound... not even his blood on her. He shook his head. Something weird was going on... Before he could contemplate anything further, he felt a presence behind him. Valgius turned around, and saw six guards standing in formation, all aiming guns at the two. "To what do we owe this pleasure?" Valgius asked, only to have a pair of handcuffs slapped in his wrist. Valgius sighed. "Are we under arrest?" he asked. One of the men shook his head. "No... we just need to question you." Valgius shook his own head. "Then..." he said, fire flaring up, surrounding the cuffs. To the amazement of the guards, the handcuffs were melted when the flames died down. Valgius slipped out of the melted mess, dropping the hardened piece of twisted metal on the ground "... don't restrain us." he said.