Nightshade's disappearance receives a simple scoff from Rita. It figures she wouldn't stick around for the hard part.

At Lambert's request, she scrunches her face as she stares into the oppressive fog and attempts to make sense of what she sees.

"I don't know if I'd call it a trap, but if I had to find a word for it, the essence of magic here... it's like death." She looks dissatisfied with her own word choice, as if she was hoping to relay something less vague, but in the end, that's just what it looks like.