"I do know there's another magic, one that is used in Solvunn and leans into the divine, and a herald or a god would be able to do something like this." The heralds were able to completely wreck all of them a few months ago and it didn't seem like it strained them in the least. This probably would require no real effort on its part. However.

"But I don't think a god is actively helping them." It feels very man-made. A combination? Istredd doesn't know, there's nothing he can actually tell about this damned situation. He hates feeling helpless and that's what they are. He sighs and watches the acolyte. Is she being guarded or is she being held hostage? Hard to say.

"We can't wait for rescue. They have no idea where we are." This is not blaming the people on the outside at all. Istredd believes strongly that they are all doing their best. It just won't be enough. "If she can get us out, we need to take any chance we see. I promised to keep you, Mat, and Wilhelm safe."