Fujiwara gave a solemn smile to Dylan and then a thankful look to Conan. He said nothing as he checked the road before sipping across into some shadows. With a burst of air he was on the rooftops of a nearby building. He crawled on all fours like a cat would, making his way slowly back to the alley where he was sure the other elemental was still. He knew it was going to be tough, and dangerous with the downed soldiers, possibly angry townsfolk, and all, but again the images of torture came to mind, and he knew he couldn't let whoever she was too fall into the hands of the soldiers.
As he got back to the alley he noticed the soldiers who had been left alive were no longer on the ground but instead instructing townsfolk to cart of the dead bodies. the alleyway was still dark, he thanked whatever God had given him life, and slipped down. He looked back and forth, but saw no one. "Hello?" he asked the darkness around him, just in case.
((And with that I am off for a little bit, gotta run to the store and the like))