"So it's like that," the dean muttered, rubbing his chin he looked up and saw that everyone present was feeling very nervous about the current situation.
"So what do you say we do?" The dean asked the Oracle. After all, it was the Oracle who had saved them and currently only he was the one with the authority to make decisions that would actually matter.
"We wait," the Oracle replied, taking up his staff he started walking back outside, "You all stay here and leave those old fogies to me. I will deal with them, till then update our visitors with knowledge of this word. Also don't worry about food and everything, this whole underground place is having everything. The map is with Loid and so he will help you with it," saying those words, the Oracle disappeared.
He had walked back to the surface and would probably meet the others and discuss with them eberything. Maybe delay them to some extent and might even supply them with false information.
