You reach the gate

The walk was not strenuous, The Witch was light as a feather, if you were to estimate not more then 50 stones. Her long hair was flowing down your hands, and whole time you walked she had that mischievous but content smile plastered on her face. At some point she closed her eyes and seemed to doze off, but she came to it as you reached the gates.

"All right. That's far enough, you an put me down" she said with a soft voice, yet you ordered, releasing your left hand to let her feet touch the ground, and only then letting the right hand go.

"Thank you for that! I really did enjoy it! There are the Taxi cabs, I suspect you need some money. Here" she said as she put something soft in your hand. Parchment? No. Paper! Do they pay with paper here? Merchant writs were popular in her town, but they were usually used for large amounts of money. What if it gets destroyed?

"You can take a taxi from there, they'll take you home" that phrase hit surprisingly hard. Whole this time you thought about conquering this world, but within minutes you became defeated and subjugated. Where were you supposed to go?

"As I've said. I don't know what's going on, you seem to be in trouble. But I'm just not sure I want any part of it" You could see a hesitation in her voice.

This world was much more dangerous then you previously thought, the most sane course of action would be to join the powerful master. But what did you have to offer besides your strength? Something obviously not much of use to such a powerful spell-caster.

Active compulsions: Don't attack again, be careful where you step