Curse those magical powers of hers! One layer of warding was already a nuisance that he might not have pierced if it weren't already weakened, but two?!

And then, as she pointed her finger in his direction, he was struck by a wave of power that sent his mind reeling with, with, with Fineki knew what sort of momentary emotional madness, extremes of rage and depression and glee all at once, enough to leave him staggered by the aftershock as its effects vanished a moment later. By then, the mage he'd tried to stab inexplicably had one of the Skal-loy's bolts in her stomach, and before he could act again, she twisted a ring on her finger, vanishing in a flash of light, with a cruel smile plastered on her face despite her wounds.

'...I knew I should've just stayed back,' he muttered to himself, sheathing his sword and shaking his head to clear the last of whatever emotions had been forced into him by the witch. After responding to Ursaren's question with 'Just fine, my fellow!', he took a look around to see that any surviving Dark Elves had vanished along with the sorceress - save, of course, the prisoner. Approaching to a decent distance for a somewhat closer inspection, it seemed she was badly beaten and bound in chains, and yet for that, her hands and mouth were smeared in blood. Smart, then: both able and willing to use the natural weapons at her disposal - good traits to bear, as he knew, yet a nuisance if she managed to figure out how Sett was playing the others in his group so far.

And at the same time, she was very skittish, glancing around between the members of their party, especially at Geradin. Though come to think of it, neither Calanon nor Argon were the most likely customers to seem like friends of hers. How unsurprising, then, that she seemed unhappy with her situation; he wouldn't be shocked to learn that she planned on running away immediately.

A moment passed before, Sett realised, her eyes had locked on to something. Following her gaze casually, he in turn espied something shimmering within a pool of blood, blood that had somehow diluted to yellow where it made contact with the water. He didn't claim to be an expert on why blood did what it did, but he reckoned yellow wasn't quite the usual colour. Still, strolling over to the puddle, he gingerly picked the object out and shook it clean, finding what appeared to be a key...

Ah, a key for her chains! Well, that put him in a good spot. He moved back over to where he'd been standing previously, perhaps a little further away just to be safe, presenting the key to her in one hand before closing a fist around it. He wanted naught to do with her, honestly, but he needed to make sure she didn't kill them on the spot. Which required... tact.

'Ma'am, you are in luck,' he uttered, his tone as soothing and charismatic as he could make it, in part for the sake of fooling his allies. 'It appears to be the case that this key-' He pointed to the clenched fist. '-is the one you need to unlock your binds, and 'tis a good thing too that it was not lost to the river. Now, I am a man of the gods,' he explained semi-truthfully, 'and as such, I am not a judge of people, regardless of their heritage. I would hope, in turn, that my compatriates-' Another gesture, this time an open-handed wave at the other members of the party. '-are equally as open to ensuring that those who do not deserve punishment do not receive it - and I am inclined to believe that you are not deserving of whatever punishment your captors had in mind for you at all.

'That said, we are engaged in matters of importance. To have those disrupted would be... ah, unfortunate.' He hoped that didn't reveal too much. 'So, before I or anyone else unlocks your chains, I'd like to get your assurance that you won't attack any of us after they are unlocked. That way, we may all get along without further injury, which I reckon we'd all like after a fight of this sort.' He left the rest unsaid, mildly concerned that he'd already implied too much to keep himself safe - the party were obviously far better armed than she was, and outnumbered her massively, enough that Sett himself likely wouldn't need to get too involved if it came to an execution- ahem, "battle".

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