As Luke followed Mayor Valen down the dim corridor, a sliver of unease snaked through him. He had expected resistance, maybe even some wily attempts to call for the guards or alert someone discreetly along the way. Yet, Mayor Valen had complied with his demand almost immediately, as if used to cooperating with threats, or worse, seeing little threat in him. Luke glanced at the mayor's back, the weight of his vulnerability sinking in. With nothing more than a few clever tricks and a flimsy authority he could barely maintain, he was a mere street magician pretending to play the part of a mage.