"Very well. As you wish My Queen." The oracle bowed humbly and then smiled to Feena. "I am in your care it seems." He pushed a lock of his blonde hair behnd his ear as he turned back to his Queen again. "The soldiers will only be able to get halfway. The root does not take kindly to anyone. They'd be mincemeat before long. Trust in us my Queen." He smiled warmly, for once the man was more prepared for what was to come. Should they succeed, they might just turn the tide. And he was going to do everything in his power to succeed.<br/><br/>He observed Fiona and Jurai. "Be carefull in the tunnels. My visions told me the might have similair ideas."