Master Jamie let out a laugh, staying out of reach of the woman, "I know you use blood magic. Considering that you have a shapeshifter as a "pet" you should be more aware of those around you" Jamie raised a hand, the one with the bird shaped scar, "I'm more then certain I'm the only one with this scar, and a shy girl wouldn't passed you, flashing the hand. And then the letter collector did the same. Some people would have found it odd that two people had the same scar. You aren't very observant. I know you are blackmailing one of my own guild. And I want you to stop. I'm not stupid enough to let her go" Jamie said, looking down at the dragon in his hands, feeling sick, but doing what had to be done.
She shook her head, sighing. "Mayt is one of Mine, and I'll do what needs to be done to help him. I want his blood-I assume that's how you've been watching him. I want you to stop blackmailing him." He sighed again, looking down at the dragon again, "You shouldn't hang out with her. You as good as told me that you're your own, and yet she calls you her dragon"
Penny watched as Damian stripped the thieves of their masks and magical items, before following after him. Just before they left the alley, she dismissed her flames, not wanting to freak anyone out, but was ready to use them in a moments notice. She didn't say anything as the man spoke, giving them their reward, but she couldn't help but feel as if it was undeserved. A merchant was dead, and three men were dead simply because they were expendable. Yes, they were thieves, but did that make them bad people? If only they had got here sooner...
Penny nodded, watching as he made a blade form, finding herself mildly amused, "A flying blade" She said, before covering her body with flames once more, she shot into the sky, an orange streak against the blue of the sky. When she was sure that Damian was following, she started back towards Magnolia. Penny could fly for hours without needing to stop, and she could fly fast. She was silent as they flew, and landed on the outskirts of Magnolia, not wanting to cause a stir like she had before, dismissing her flames once more, looking about for Damian.