The man drops, and Kell rushes forward, tearing a piece of cloth from his own shirt to wrap around his eyes. He realizes as he ties it off that perhaps he needn't have bothered - the blindfolded man struck the ground so hard beneath Matthias' weight that he is quite unconscious.

"As Anasae," Kell breathes out, dispelling the darkness. He blinks at Matthias, offering him his non-bloodied hand to help him rise. "Thank you."