Swain nods appreciatively at the spell. He's always felt he's the superior combatant, but LebLanc definitely has the more extensive bag of tricks.

His eyes crinkle in a smile. "And here I was thinking about the architecture. I assume you're referring to the less-visible aspects of the city; the citizenry seem busy enough." He scratches his cane on the ground as he looks at the people bustling around them. "Not that they seem to be doing anything of import."