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The Oracle had a brief moment of vision where it got to see first the airblade cut off the rouge’s head, and then be horrified when the blade came up towards it before it once again saw nothing once more due to discombobulation.

This sounded a bit like “ahaha-aaaaaaahh!

Suffice to say, it wasn’t going to be much help for a little while longer.

It had at least been helping, somewhat, unlike the dungeon’s units, but to be fair to them, they were all pretty tired. Still. It was hard to rest when there was a battle going on right around the corner, and so the lot of them had approached, unable to stay away.

Not that they were rounding the corner to get involved, mind. It sounded like a hectic mess in there and how much could they actually do, so they were more or less hanging around with Kleine around the corner, using the Oracle as makeshift cover

The sound of something crashing into a table nearby however was enough to get the most active of them, the naga, to slither through the illusory and poke its head around the corner. It was just in time for Salbjorg’s darts to whisk by as they sailed towards the dwarf who’d landed among the pitiable Zoppy’s wares.

The laborer hissed “Zoppys in trouble!” back at the others, prompting the kobold to poke it's head around the corner below the naga's, and the ent to poke it’s own around it above the both of them.

Upon seeing the situation, they all immediately came to a silent agreement, which was that the moment the dwarf caused trouble he was going to a two bone knives in the back and a wooden fist slamming down on his noggin.