Gawain held the door for her, stepping back just as a flash of light sizzled past them both to hit the tree outside.
His hand was on his wand before he really registered what had happened, and he was in a crouch. Looking over at Savage, he was glad to see her in the same position.
A quick glance told him that the street was mostly deserted, so the flash of light hadn't garnered much attention.
A shout - of pain - filtered out into the street, and after meeting Savage's eyes, he nodded. They were going in.