Now without Errg's massive bulk to conceal it, he could see what was happening beyond. The demon swarm were upon Danz and Borri, the orcs dwarfed in the throng, still flailing every limb in an effort to keep them away from the departing adventurers. If he intervened with magic it would make little difference and there was a significant chance that he wouldn't have enough magic to open the pit gate. With tears in his soft blue eyes, he muttered an incantation, blinked and vanished.
Balancing precariously back on the tiny ledge, Gerard opened his eyes. His heart was racing in his ears. He hated teleporting to exact locations, the tiniest slip of concentration and you were plummeting into a gorge with your robe billowing over your head, and that just wasn't dignified. He's made it almost exa
