Tobias held up his paw. "If we can send word back as scouts, I can probably help. You know what they say about smoke and fire. And if I can get people thinkin' there's a fire, well--maybe that'll help." Tobias twitched his nose."At the very least, I can conceal us, and I can conjure up an illusion or two. I ain't got nothin' on ol' Double V here--don't even know what you can do,"he said, pointing the not-so-business-end of his wand at Valor. "But maybe I can be of some assistance."
"Do send word back," Nara said nervously.
Fitz's needles shuddered. "I'm with the sound of her voice. Seems a bit sketchy. But if you folks can find a way to get word back, then I'll put my faith in you. We ready otherwise?"
"Ready as I'll ever be," Adam sighed.
"Ready."
"Ready."