You see a bright, quick flash of light from the hilltop, followed by a whooshing sound. An object obscured by the darkness lands with a resounding THUD between River and the others, billowing dust around it.
The object moves, revealing itself to be a man in full armor, who stands from a kneeling position. His armor gleams in the moonlight, the helmet is completely opaque, with no gap for eyes or mouth. The man reaches up to its face and a seam appears, allowing it to lift a visor. The eyes are obscured by the shadows, but the sense of power is unmistakable.
"That is quite enough." The voice is distinctly male, not loud, but authoritative. The figure lifts an arm and points at Ambrosius. "I will not have your mind tricks here. There will be a time and place, but not now. Our 'benefactor' will not tolerate such childish use of power in his domain." The gaze turns to Jay'El. "Just because you have power does not make you ready to use it. Haste is not a risk to be taken lightly, and your bandying about of your abilities could have caused needless harm."
The unseen eyes turn about, surveying the group. The armored man turns and walks up the hill, gesturing for you to follow.