She takes her hand back and rubs at her wrist, breathing deeply to test the stitch in her side, the wound that has at last clotted, and looks around.

A nexus. In all her months traveling across worlds, she's never come across a crossroads of them...she had no idea they even existed. "Avallac'h," she says, softly. "I wonder what happened to him."

She meets the cultivator's eyes again, and offers a tight nod. "Thank you, for the help. What was that? It wasn't any magic I'm familiar with."