It is, all things considered, a very nice drawing room. Portraits adorn the walls and the heavy drapes are open to let starlight from the moonless night through. There's a table far too small for the large room with a pot of tea, a set of tea cups and an arrangement of cookies and fruit. Two oaken doors are firmly closed to one side, and to the other a single door is slightly ajar, the sound of sobbing coming from past it. Every once in a while it's possible to hear a page being turned in the other room as well. The drawing room on its own is silent, save for the ticking of a grandfather clock and then, with no prelude, an exclamation.
He will find himself in a reasonably well decorated common space, not as nice as Lucette's, where a man with blue flames licking at his skin and hair is standing over a young woman with torn clothing. The man is smiling, while what might be his friend is standing nearby, inspecting his fingernails, seemingly bored. Two other women huddle in a corner, while a fourth is facedown, unmoving.
She could go through the wall, but orange doesn't indicate an emergency that would justify that, so it's down through the front door and up to the second floor, where she's on the flaming empowered before he has time to react, clapping her hands over his ears and sending a shockwave through him in the process, knocking him out.
The other, empowered on the other hand, has time to react, irises expanding to fill his eyes, followed soon after by his pupils, followed by his irises blossoming once again from the center of the inky blackness, repeating.
"How about instead of harassing my friend, you join our fun," he suggests, staring at the hero with his strange eyes.
Lucette takes a step toward him before collapsing forward, holding herself off the ground with both arms and breathing heavily.
.......Suppose Haru just kicks this guy in the crotch really hard, will that make him cut it out.
But her momentum carries her into him, there will be a dent in the wall behind him, but that's fine because he blinked at the impact, giving her the chance to punch him hard enough to knock him out as well, further denting the wall behind him.
Ow, his foot, hopefully that's just stubbed but these shoes are not steel-toed. He's going to stand over that guy in case he tries to come around and let her decide what to do with the rest of the people in the room.