Saga took to any direction- whichever she felt at the time would become the most productive. She was rounding shops and meandering aimlessly about- and what infuriated her more than anything was just knowing how absolutely directionless she was right now in this foreign land. The azure femme managed her way past some tumbled over trash-cans, wondering if maybe EVE was here. As she did so, she heard a quiet rustling behind her. She turned fast and braced herself for some enemy, but saw none. However suddenly a thin needle shot into her back, implanting itself only a half inch. It still hurt however as she stiffened up and clenched her jaw. 

She wasn't the only one struck however. The little mischievous cactaur had shot one of its needles into Caleb's back too before burrowing into a flower pot on some poor citizen's windowsill. 

Saga whipped around as she plucked the needle out and threw it on the ground. She of course now was able to see Caleb up ahead- paying more attention than before. She balled a fist and her fingertips started to coat in frost as the air around her tightly clenched hand began to steam with a sudden freezing chill. She raised her hand then and opened it, firing out a blast of torrential cold that would frost and possibly ice anything in its path, aimed to strike Caleb.

"Assassin!" She snapped once the frost started melting from her fingers as she reached for one of her karambit knives, however something else formed in her hand. That strange key was there- she supposed it'd make a good blunt weapon. "You just tried to kill me! Just face me like a man!" Saga instigated, balling up her fist and gathering more of the antagonizing chill of her only offensive spell while bracing herself for a fight.