Mayt was about to say that food was a great idea when the explosion had gone off. He had been on his feet in a second, knocking the chair to the ground, but he ultimately let Sasha go first, before slipping into an alley once Angelo had gone too. He ran around the area, acting like another magic less, scared civilian, as certainly there were a good deal of those, before slipping into one of the other alleys. He saw Sasha on the ground, and had to remind himself running after her would put him at risk. He sized up the demon that had been summoned, and decided head-on would not be the approach, and he kept a hand on his weapon, waiting for a moment to strike. He focused a little effort on making light pass around him, blurring his form and making him even harder to spot. At least, that's what he hoped it would do.
Mithera didn't immediately notice what was going on below, she had been chasing a bird around for the past few minutes, completely bored, and getting a little tired from flying in circles. She noticed the smoke about the time she caught the bird in her mouth. She let it free, almost spitting it out, before angling herself and dropping like a bullet towards the scene, folding her wings into her body to make her narrower, as she got closer, she opened her wings a little, slowing her, but still keeping most of her momentum. She managed to make out some new form in the middle of the original thirteen, and aimed for the demon to break her fall, outstreaching her talons for a strike.
The courier looked up at the Phoenix Wing Guild hall, before checking his map again. "Looks like the place." He says before heading it, noting Master Jamie, heading over, and looking very bored. He clears his throat to get attention, then proceeds to droll on in a southern accent. "'Scuse me, you the Master of this 'ere fine establishment correct? I have a letter here for a uh..." He looks down at the letter he's carrying. "Mithera. I was informed she was here. Her eyes only. The send'r, a fine gal I might add, said somethin' 'bout her bein' a drag'n too, but I don't believe none of that nonsense. But I ain't one ta tell a body what they is or ain't. Anyway, she 'ere?"