The women nodded, and began taking over the evacuation effort, as he made his way through the flames. Now, closer to the flames, and able to walk through them without even feeling their heat, he'd be able to see how it began; a broken window, and a pair of shattered bottles. Alchemist's fire, if he had to guess. The flames had quickly spread to cover much of the ground floor, and were starting to spread up the stairs, but he'd be able to make it out of the building, and through the gathering crowd, uninjured, and unnoticed... though he would spot his two 'friends' from the cult, standing amongst the crowd, and looking appropriately concerned.