Nostradamus's gaze promptly froze. He was expecting Joshua to display the special aspects to his power, but now blinked a few times as he stared at the huge cavity in that Void distortion barrier before turning to look at Joshua and their encampment that was almost flattened by the sheer power of the fist. The mage paused for something, before managing to say, "Not bad… but try to be discrete next time."
Although there won't be a next time, he thought.
The archmage then clapped his hand, getting the other expedition personnel to emerge from various corners of the camp where they had been hiding haggardly.
"Hurry up," he said simply.
"Yes, sir!"
