Vernon
Though, yes, the cat did in fact head to the plaza, as they exit out into the remainder of the floor, a brilliant display of flashing red and orange colors burns through the sky, temporarily blinding the cat and causing an overload in her automatons sensors, who start to stumble about the place unceremoniously as a few individual bits are flipped in their memory as the Guardian **AAZKUE** Is awakened — though, they don't know that yet. 

As the furious lights cease, so too do the constructs' erratic behavior. 

"What, the hell was that..." The cat asks, mirroring a mental question posed to her by that voice in the back of her head. *There's only one way to find out, really...*

And so, the cat sets out towards The Ascent once more, disregarding any *Vaazva* Or *Silver Knight*, instead choosing the more prominent matter as cats often do, taking a roundabout way to get there should the entrance be heavily fortified. With a flash of power like that, one can't be too confident. The cat concludes that *Stealth* Might be the better option to get a closeup.

Of course, by the time that she would get there, the duo of the goat & Cumhall would very likely be gone due to the tabaxi's wariness about approaching too quick and straightforward, but... Who knows what would await her?
Beverly
There is only one path unto the Greattower that is the Ascent to the Second Rise, being that it is elevated on a hill which cannot be accessed through any other means beside the path upon which Tabby had some-time ago treaded — where her combat with the Eclipse Knight Otaaraa took place, and the same, bridge-like path which was flanked on either side by what appeared to be temporary housing units. 

The sight was anything but the same from what it was the last time around, however. The once relatively well maintained road of stone that travelled towards the tower overgrown with the empyrean, blue root now was marred with scattered, chaotic char-marks, as if a great, obliterative flame had erupted across its surface. Embers of a slightly reddened hue still remained in ignition across the damaged pathway toward the Ascent to the Second Rise, burning for far longer than what would naturally be possible. 

The origins of such flames would be no mystery; there was an abundant, dominating magical presence that emanated opposite the beginning of the path and at the base of the tower, where, still shining brilliantly, was the apparition of a crimson-red light, engulfing the body of a man of most gargantuan stature, knelt, yet still immensely tall, for his standing-height would be a monstrous *Four meters.* Scars of a recent battle covered his legs, and his long, slightly messied black hair descended far beyond his brow, obscuring his eyes as he remained with his head bowed slightly forward.
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Tabby had not been noticed yet, and thus could likely continue further — however, merely being within the remote proximity of his still-burning, heatless false-flame of *`Disparity`* Would no doubt cause him to grow aware of her presence. To progress around him and further beyond toward the Ascent without a direct confrontation would likely be impossible, and even then, to *Enter* The great-tower was still further hindered by the presence of the azure-hued root which overgrew its sole entryway.
Vernon
"Hooly..." The cat whispers aloud, gazing upon the absolute carnage that had occurred within the timespan of her last presence on this road.

The flames, burning for far longer than they should be send alarm bells ringing deep into Tabby's psyche, knowing full well that while *Not* Entirely impossible, it *Is* Incredibly unnatural. For somebody who's made their fair share of fire, there's something definitely off.

Her ears twitch and her whiskers tingle ever so slightly upon seeing the form of **AAZKUE**, detecting the innate magical prowess he wielded so easily through her heightened state of alertness, sensing the pure power he gives off in waves. *And there's the lighter..* 

Knowing full well that she could only be obscured for a little while longer, she goes as far as she can, exiting out onto the main road at the last second, still on the shoulders of her Defender and watched from behind by her Guardian, should something jump out like Otaaraa did last time.

She quietly approaches the bowed man from as much of an angle as could be provided, weapons all stashed away; although strong, perhaps a conflict could be avoided. After all, the artificer still finds herself injured and unable to reliably move on her own. Depending on her automatons to do the work for her is still quite disadvantageous to her wellbeing. *No.. If he wanted to attack, surely he would have done it by now... Right?* Only one way to find out.

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The cat approaches and pulls out an apple from her Defender's chest-area — you never know when a doctor might approach, after all — and palms it for a second as her Defender leans down to allow her the space to hold it out the man who definitely did not just wreak havoc on this road a few short minutes ago. "Here." Is the only word she speaks, aware she's probably going to get ass-blasted the second he looks up and sees her.

*Worth a shot, though.*

If bitten into, the apple would most certainly have a slightly metallic taste to it, due to it being stored alongside a bunch of weapons... The Defender's chest-hatch quickly closes upon retrieval of the fruit.