No one else was here... Aided by his [Dark Vision], Rorschach observed his surroundings carefully. The space, cut off and isolated by his [Stone Shaping Skill], was completely under his control.
For the moment, the Mage ignored the groaning merchant, instead using his [Mage's Hand] to meticulously search the four thugs. He'd made a careless mistake with Leopold before, so now he was being extra cautious.
Rorschach had been cautious and restrained in his approach and attack. He hadn't used any flashy spells with sounds or lights, subduing the four men as silently as possible.
At first, Mr. Hasse thought the passing Mage had rescued him on a whim. But now, all he saw was the man Casting spells from within a thick fog, remotely rummaging through the thugs' clothes, inner pockets, and even... down there.
'A thief robbing thieves? Or... a pervert?'
Hasse, the Empireist, who held certain stereotypes about the Holy Kingdom and Valuva in particular, had succeeded in scaring himself.
