Sticking very close behind the two leaders so she could admire them, the shopkeeper remained very quiet aside from continuing to cast what concealment charms she could on the fly to herself and those around her. Her appearance more disheveled than before, her breaths were low and shaky. Battling hordes of acromantulas twice in in less than an hour was certainly not something she was used to on a daily basis.

Her nose curled up in disgust at the sight of the venom trail and her body gave an involuntary shudder. "C'est dégoûtant," she muttered under her breath. "And such zee waste too."

Maisie wasn't just skilled at mixing chocolate, you see.

Crossing over the boundary into the forest, Maisie lit her wand and then grabbed the hand of the nearest person to help lead them through the forest.

"Do you zink zere may be an ambush?"

Were acromantula clever enough for such a thing? The red head instantly began scanning the trees above as they moved.