they look rich, and they're not human, and they're foreign, and the slip looks like it thinks it's better than us and

She's lost in thought, and doesn't notice when the mob suddenly coalesces from the existing crowds outside the convention hall,  until she's suddenly grabbed and torn away from Tillia. She releases the spell from its scaffold like a catapult. It is ready to go, and snaps into existence with a thought. Her next spell is more powerful, and takes a moment. A whirlpool of acid whips into the air out all around her. 

[Liberating Command (Immediate)][Merciful Elemental Aura (Acid)]

Ouch. A few people fall over from the pain. Most people here have taken this amount of damage before, though. Cheliax, you know. 

She finds Tillia, scoops her up into her arms, and casts the spell she's had, just for this kind of thing, for a very long time. An impregnable bubble of pure magical force springs up and pushes the crowd away. 

[Resilient Sphere] 

Coeliaris gazes out at the mob, loathing in her eyes. 

How's that?

Not even the people with magic missile and fighter levels can do much about that.  After about a few minutes of attempts, they kind of lose interest.

Yeah, thought so.

[Fly]

Coeliaris swoops up into the sky, with Tillia still in her arms.

Once they're safe, high in the air, crying softly, she kisses Tillia. It's the first time she's ever kissed her outside their bedroom. (Marit Ayin, you know.)

[Rope Trick]

And they're safe. Probably.