"For fuck's sake!" Just when Kaz thought he was making headway. He lowers his stance and grabs the knife strapped at his ankle, unsure if the mage is still in the vicinity. "Naugus! Naugus!"

"Some kind of cloaking device? Orders, sir?" his radio crackles. He raises his hand for silence, knife at the ready and watching the ground cover for any signs of disturbance. Even if Naugus is invisible, he's probably still stomping and raging. There's nothing, though. What the hell.

While Kaz and the rest of the patrol are thus occupied with tracking the vanished mage, Snail is continues to have an awful day. Already on edge, she recovers quickly from the sudden reappearance of the thing and reflexively steps back -- towards those two portal trees, as it happens.

She winces; the fall from earlier either sprained or fractured her ankle. One hand keeps her gun raised, the other fumbles for her radio. "C-commandante! El monstruo esta aquí!"

"Shit! Keep him busy. We're on our way back," Miller's voice responds.