The time to strike came about fifteen minutes after we had settled down in the forest, just a stone's throw away from one of the many gathering places of the Cultists that had decided to shake up the long established peace that the city of Mythia had enjoyed for oh so long.
With the whistling of flaming projectiles overhead we gathered together and silently stalked forwards once more, heading back towards that pit and finding it almost exactly as we had left it; many of the Cultists were still in the midst of their debauched indulgence despite those three mages from before now lobbing attacks at the faraway dome around Mythia.
It was almost... unnerving, what with how easy it was to sneak up onto the pit and slowly spread out, the three monks all taking a spot around the pit and beckoning for us to follow one of them into the upcoming battle.
