It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Pike Trickfoot, a gnome cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, She  Dimension Door'ed her way into the ritual room, which  Vox Machina  followed over the wall. She seemed to complete the ritual, creating this small, vacuous, spinning black sphere that is locked in place.
DM: Yeah, you have no visual on him. The smoke entity has moved into the wall and is nowhere in your visible range right now, so you have nothing that you can attack in theory that you know of.
Player: Okay.
DM: If you have any buff spells, anything you want to do in preparation for it, or hold your action as well until it reappears, you can do that.
Player: Okay, I'll hold my action.
DM: Okay.
Player: Yeah.
DM: Are you staying put? Are you moving at all, or do you want to stay where you are?
Player: I think I'll stay. I can't see where I'm at, but I think I'll just stay.
DM: Okay. Cool.
