Naethra paused. This didn't look right. Why did the last wolf not attack? And the wolf-woman, did she just cast mirror image? Naethra wodered if she was looking at the goblin dancer right now...
And she was retreating! That didn't mean they had won, though. She could be fleeing into the deeper wood, where she could put maneuver the party, or call allies.
Offer still, though, was the images' reaction. Just what type of illusion were they dealing with here?
Naethra noticed Gwyn, elfy again, and grinned. She turned her focus on the wolf-woman' aiming for the one closest to the forest edge, the one who panted and staggered when Orin struck.
(casting Eldritch Blast: 19 + 5 = 24. 4 + 4 = 8 lightning famage)