She tosses him a sword hilt.

"If you want to make an attempt on my life, you can use that."

"Won't do you much good."

She sticks her forearm out to him.

"Don't use that blade either, it looks precious. I can't be harmed by weapons."

"No. None of us can."

She nods to him, pointing at herself with her thumb.

"We're liars and killers."

"We are three Mages and one god."

A large presence fills the area for just a moment. Dark, but not malevolent.

"He is the source of our power."

"I've never ever heard her coming."

She giggles.

"Our third is even sneakier."

"Yeah, we got that all covered. I do all that but wearing, which is what Vallie does."

There's another Purple Mage meandering outside. Smaller than Mayla, but just as strange.

"Our Lord gives us many skills."