Her calm gaze watched as the wolf jumped in to save the foolish Weapon, but the Witch did nothing more than remain where she was as the stampeding herd barrelled their way. She could feel the Madness beginning to edge away with the arrival of the white beast, and knew then that this one was a Meister with the Calming Wavelength.

It would have been so easy to wipe them both off the face of this mountain, and the Witch considered doing such a thing until she sensed something far more interesting approaching the summit. Ignoring the pair, and the rampaging beasts, she drew her attention away from her playthings and over to where she felt the large power approaching.

So... he had stepped out of the city for this, hmm? The pair behind her were no threat, and she didn't hide that fact as the Witch seemed to simply disappear within the snowstorm as if she'd never been there... well if it wasn't for the fact that the large yaks were still trampling the area in their attempt to catch the pair beneath their heavy hoofs.