As Ishtar's concealing mist spread, Zaofan quickly cast his eyes around their environment. It had been a long trek down a dark and winding hallway, certainly, and Oni were in his experience if nothing else were quite straightlaced - to the benefit or detriment of whatever stood in their way, besides.
Instinctively he wheeled about, the fog of an activated capsule burst to reveal his trusty Katchin staff, Bojack. Seizing his prized weapon with a flourish, the chef bacflipped into the cold screen and landed near Etrina.
"She said she had detected three, didn't she?" He asked the Mage. Of these matters, he hadn't been the most well-informed, and though he was prepared to fight same as the rest, he'd have to defer to their expertise. "Why is there only one?"