"Excuse me, I have an urgent matter to attend to, give me a moment to think..." Damian said hurriedly, walking briskly toward the open window on what appeared to be the third floor. Without waiting for their replies, he jumped out, using Vidalia's vine spell. Muttering random words, he conjured far fewer vines than Vidalia to match his mana, extending them like ropes to hold in place at the window. He landed safely below, startling a maid who was passing nearby below going on her own way.
Damian rushed toward the camp's entrance, moving so quickly it was nearly running. People noticed him, calling out various things as he passed, but he ignored them all. When he finally neared the three mana signatures he had sensed, his legs gave out, and he froze, staring at the group. Two soldiers from the perimeter guard duty were accompanying them.
