Jubilost is clearly confused by Devaguea's antics - all this magical mumbo seems to be over his head, but the stubborn gnome isn't an idiot. "Right. Men, grab everything you can, and follow the dragon," he bellows, the camp scurrying to grab their possessions, and lead their pack animals, to follow his rush.<br/><br/>There's definitely some resistance, as he nears the edge of the area - as well as a loud 'ping' sound, as he crosses the still-active Alarm spell they'd set - but forcing his way forward through what feels like thick mud suddenly gives way. The muted-grey of the world snaps back to regular colors, and he likely stumbles forward a bit as the pressure fades. Over the next few minutes, gnomes begin spilling out of the nothingness as well, as his allies hurry over to see what the hell just happened.