The small woman was looking at the male caught in the circle, but her eyes were seeing beyond that. She was thinking, assessing her situation. Her eyes closed slowly, and there was a small release of power. Her foot extended and soon the circle was broken with just a swipe.
"This indeed could be fruitful." Baba knew there was more to what the City had; she knew that there was more to truth and knowledge to be had. But, for now, she'd accept just the power.
"I accept your offer. I have access to power, and I will not summon you like this again." Her hand extended. She did not mention that she wouldn't try to take over. No. "I will not kill any of the ones you have brought here." Death was overrated; there were more miseries and more injustices done without death ever getting involved.