He raised an eyebrow, before asking a question he suspected the mage didn't expect. "So where are the others?"<br/><br/>He was referring to the other hanger-ons back at the Court, but didn't let the mage know that. He wanted him worried and distracted. He waited for the mage to actually process what he said, before Caiaphas let his eyes flicker just over the mage's shoulder, and then smirked VERY slightly as he let himself completely relax, left hand grabbing his right wrist and stretching his arms toward the mage. "Oh, right, nevermind."<br/><br/>Another second, the mage was a bit slow on the uptake apparently, and as the mage turned to check what was behind him, Caiaphas straightened his right hand, summoning the revolver, and firing all six shots as rapidly as he could into the mage's chest, the last two aimed for the head. If it worked, his alpha strike would essentially gib him, killing him before the defenses or constructs could start. If not, he was going to be in a very bad position.