Vincent shook his head. "Most certainly not. Stand back everyone." Too risky to fly up and make oneself an easy target for... whatever, better to stay land-bound and with the others.
He moved to put himself between the others and the direction of the noise, gesturing delicately with his hands and speaking a spell quietly. He then moved his palms, fingers crooked, forward, and the greenery looked as if it had been cleanly cut away. The tunnel through the foliage started moving away from them, revealing further and further into the distance.
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