DarkWind enjoyed the atmosphere of the inn - filled with confusion and Chaos. She fed on it and grew strong. Relinquishing her material form, she joined with the dancing shadows in the building and carefully made her way towards her prey... Darius's opponent had approached the group and for a brief moment, the Shadowmancer hesitated uncertain whether she could be detected or not. But her strength had grown much in recently days, her defenses were nearly twice as powerful as they had once been. Hovering near enough to observe and listen, DarkWind's alert green eyes watched everything and remembered everything. “For now, I am fine, thank you. As for what happened, let’s just say that our enemies are more or less on top of us, and are bent on getting that map.” The Shadowmancer smiled to herself, "More than you realize she thought. She was careful to stay near the one known as Dyami as a part of the shadows and avoid her material form making her much harder to be sensed, and even harder to pinpoint when she was. As she watched her tending her wounds, DarkWind knew this one wanted a face-off. Still, the Shadowmancer was not one to seek out open confrontation. She had patience, she would wait. Both for Dyami to make her move...and for the map to make its appearence.