A short time after, a small fae with purple wings will emerge after him, who will be familiar to some as Nightshade, one of the Rose Queen's True Fae assassins. She looks around, a bit bemused, as if she's not sure what she was expecting. She slowly follows after Ignatius, fluttering back and forth, like she is trying to get a look at who is in the ritual circle without going there herself.

"Is that it?" she calls out to Ignatius, and possibly anybody else around, because he doesn't seem to really be listening to her. "Just the angels? Did the Crow Lord make a dash already? Ha ha! Ash and oak, it's cold out here..."