Zero had found the uproar far less than her liking, she had to turn her back on a gathering or travel to what was clearly a brawl. The Ice swordsman found herself standing in the center of the street. Her mist had began to add a layer of ice to the ground beneath her feet whilst she was more than metaphorically frozen in thought. Her irritation became visible as she raised her singular eyebrow, and slid her sword partly out of its sheath a few times. The rhythm of it clicking back to the secure position seemed to help her asses the situation.
The sound was obviously something colliding with a building with great force, likely ravaging it. Chances of the building's contents being spared along with the foundation itself is slim to none. Behind me they are unaware of my position and seem distracted. The chance for ambush is high. I shall observe and wait for an opening.
The sword clicked a final time into its sheath as she finalized her plan. It took only a minute or two for her to return to the area taking perch on a nearby building, watching the events pass. Much to her internal glee, the group seemed to break apart as fast as it had gathered.
"Fortuitous."
Thankfully not only had it spread, some where even content with their roles. Only two seemed to be a factor in the future and they where heading to the same destination that she had plans for, perhaps she could allow them the head start and use their false sense of security as an advantage? Only time would tell as she began to trace the orange hue from rooftops, a parallel path of frost would make for an interesting topographical view for certain.