A slow sarcastic clap could be heard in the distance. A path was made as a tall female started pushing through the crowd. "Absolutely brilliant, astonishing, never seen that in my life. Wow. Seriously... wow". The crowd started to go silent, allowing only her raspy voice to be heard. "You know what, you must be a magician, or someone really, really, really good with knifes. You know... like a carpenter, or a murderer". The faces of the crowd started to be horrific, several shouts could be heard telling the female to be quiet and let the man continue with his performance. "Let the man perform you say? Let this man perform? Fine, lets see if he's as good as he says". She quickly takes off the sash wrapping around her arms, showing the muscle that was her biceps, the crowd couldn't help but note the masculinity of this female, and how she had the nerve of trash-talking a man with knives. She was so hooked on proving this man was a fake, and if he wasn't a fake, well then what is he? Immortals wouldn't go round flaunting their stuff to spite us 'useless' mortals, not in her area that is.
"Use this as a blindfold, amaze these people with what you can really do. Unless it's all a load of bull, you can say no if you want to". She laughed, waving the sash in his face.