[Guess who else is in the corner of the town, mostly trying to find a way out. He knows he could take the path, sure, but that seems like a trap to him. He needs to figure out where this illusion, whoever cast it, comes to an end.

That, unfortunately, means smacking the little candle thing floating at shoulder level aside.]

Out of my way, freak. I don't have time for your crap. My master is going to give me an earful if I don't get back soon.