Survivors

[Morbius]

Stefan called an order to Orioli as he summoned the last of his strength, sending it out in one final spell. The glowing figure before him let out a shriek as flames surged over it skeletal form. “Now Orioli!” Stefan called to her as the enemy was about to fall “Finnish it!” Her sphere of ice went hurling in its direction, breaking its body into a smouldering sizzling heap. A small sigh left as he lowered his wand to his side. “Suppose we best check if any were trapped during that things rampage.” He took one last look at the mess just ahead of him before taking a step in its direction, lifting a hand to the side of his face, he called out to any hidden away in the rocks.

[Juliana D'cheyne]

Juliana wasn't concerned about the lich knowing it tended to avoid the area she was hidden in, yet hearing the ancient words she peeked around the wall in time to see the red dust flying. Keeping the hood of her cloak raised and staying well in the shadows, she writes on a parchment before again disappearing. If found one may note it has one single word written in an elegant handwriting yet remains unsigned.
Thanks

[Morbius]

After a short while wandering the catacombs, the small piece a parchment caught his eye. Lifting it into a better light, he smiled lightly as he read the note. He showed it briefly to his companion and she joined in his smile.“Looks like we did one person a favour at least.”