"Getting answers", Ashlynn said, Kyo's reflection in her visor. She pointed the gun at the man running away into the distance and thought better of it, mentally disassembling all of the firearms into a heap of metal blocks, frames, and pins.

The man she just mind-read sweat and cried profusely, and now her hand was.. Well, wet with fear and despair. She wiped her hand on her coat. "Ugh. Gross."

Ashlynn then turned to look at everyone. "He was too far away to see anything useful, [i]but[/i] I could tell it was this huge bomb of Dark Magic. And guess who we all know was recently kidnapped and used Dark Magic extensively?"

"Yeah. It's bad."