"Ekil Erif, Ekam Erif, Erif Erif..." the creature recited as it flew closer, slowing down as it approached Mistletoe. "To your question, I'll answer. But none elude death for long. The Narrow Maze is my domain. You brought me to this realm. I must fetch you to the realm. Now, follow me... into the mist!" the Jailor echoed, before making an exaggerated gesture of inhaling and breathed a cloud of the blue flame towards Mistletoe. From this range, there was no way she could avoid all of it.

As the Jailor himself assaulted the other one of the female hunters, the two smaller gargoyles set themselves to circling around Kenza. At first it seemed there was nothing else, but if she tried to move, the gargoyles would pepper her with some yellow projectiles they created before their featureless face.

At least for all it was worth, the creatures had not noticed Derrick.

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