"Sorry," she said, closing her eyes for a few moments as the wings disappeared again. "I think I might be suffering the effects of what attacked me still, ordinarily the spell that hides my wings...I don't even have to think about it." She let out a dry chuckle. "I don't know what your species believes about magic, but it is<em>not</em>as simple as you might think."<br/><br/>"To a human the city would appear barely as large as blades of grass," Nikkela replied, glad for the distraction. "Fairies are usually small enough that we can pass unnoticed by humans or animals. But when we need to take on something like this we...can..." The words died on her lips, as she sensed something she shouldn't be able to.<br/><br/>Magic.<br/><br/>And it was certainly not hers.<br/><br/>Without a thought, reacting on instinct, she grabbed Holly's hand, pulling her behind a low mound and unwittingly holding Holly against her protectively, blushing when she realised how close they were. Without a word she pointed over the rise to the source of her concern:<br/><br/>Moving around, a distance away, was a man in a well-tailored suit, and on his shoulder was what would appear to the untrained eye a shadow. Except it was moving, and noticeable claws clung to the man's shoulder.