Observe your prey as they approach

You rush out, hiding out of sight behind a nearby set of barrels.

“By the grace of all the gods!” One of the guards exclaims as she jogs forwards. She’s a fit-looking woman in her late twenties or early thirties, a strong jawline and dirtyblond hair. Her armor clanks loudly as she gets close to the plus-sized woman tied to one of the poles. “What happened here!? Where is the vile perpetrator who did this to you?!” The other guard runs up - a woman of similar age; with long brown hair tied up into a tight ponytail. “We’ve been getting reports of some kind of sorcerer on the loose all over town, assailing women. We’re closing in on him, I’m certain of it!”

The first guard nods in agreement, her armorplates clicking with the motion, before she reaches out towards your pet to try and remove the ballgag. You see her eyes dart about the area, hoping you’re far enough away to allow her to escape. The guard with the ponytail has readied her weapon as well, unslinging her shield and surveying the street.