Observing the intense aerial skirmish between Braden and Horet, Newt couldn't help but be struck by the seeming absurdity of the situation. As bolts of lightning clashed against earthen projectiles amidst the tumultuous clash, Newt found himself questioning the logic behind the conflict.
"Are they oblivious to the true adversary?" Newt mused aloud, his voice tinged with a mix of incredulity and amusement. In his mind, it seemed inconceivable that he wasn't the focal point of their ire.
Frowning at the apparent oversight, Newt resolved to take matters into his own hands. With a swift and decisive motion, he vanished from his current position, leaving behind only a faint trace of his presence.
