"Looks like none of us are safe..." Kahleni whispered to no one in particular, watching as Esailia was subdued before being taken away. She was just chatting with the Kil'garen a few moments ago, and now she would never see her again. It was somewhat of an odd feeling, but Kahleni didn't necessarily feel bad for Esailia. Maybe it was because she was more often than not a rather pessimistic person, although no one could blame her, or any of the other life-long imprisoned magi for that matter.

Some more words were exchanged between Gun'Tar and Reek, those that were barely picked up by Kahleni as she concentrated mostly on Reek's obedience and complete willingness to cooperate. In all honesty, it reminded her of herself, and how obedient she'd been up to that point. But now that she was, for lack of better words, "free", Kahleni didn't have to be anywhere near as submissive as she was before. The thought alone was liberating, and she couldn't help but smirk as she followed the others heading towards the gates. Kahleni was a few steps behind Luca, and she was admiring his weapons as they went, wondering how good of a fighter he really was.