"Imma need your rib real quick"

The common mage didn't carry a shovel. Today, that fact was very inconvenient because they could use some shovels if they were to dig out the goblin slaves out of that landslide.

Timothy and Gustav were left with a few options. They could either compromise their rescue mission by having tens of other goblins come over here and try to help, potentially hurting the injured men and women more than helping them, or the two of them could do this task alone, very slowly, by using their hands to shovel the dirt and rock away.

After he considered those couple of options, Timothy was not satisfied. By all odds, another landslide might occur soon, on the count that the Kelketuk was rustling around with a giant, less than thirty meters away! Hell, the recoil from Arvena's fireballs might cause another landslide alone, because the mountainside's surface was that prone to collapsing within itself.