Mab was beyond curious now. The unceremonious dragging of the fae ended with the man covered in dirt and looking a bit worse for the wear. Faust hovered over him like death's angel, as the fae bowed up beneath him in agony.

Her eyes were intent, she examined the man at work, her horse left at the outskirts of the cemetery waiting patiently with the other fae's mount as well. She was curious to know what would happen more than anything else. And to see how the human's magic worked. The fae turned his head just a hair and his eyes looked at Mab in panic. Mab just watched serenely. "What will you do?" She asked the man.