It takes Tris what feels like ages, but must only be a few moments to draw herself away from the source of the power deeper in the unknown territory. She'd been called and while the people of her own world knew better than to disturb a mage at work, the same apparently couldn't be said of this place. She surfaces, blinking through her glasses, and gathering her shield closer to her body before turning to face whoever had called her.

The woman would make Daja look small and frail next to her. If Tris couldn't summon lightning she'd be very scared indeed, but she knows how dangerous she is without even trying to be. It's not over confidence, just fact. The amount of power she has in a few braids is enough to sink her enemies in the dirt to give her time to get away even if they are powerful.

She scowls up and up at the rude intrusion to her search. "I was trying to find the source of this strange magic, but now you've interrupted me and I'll have to start again."