Isaac took a deep breath, looking to her, then to the two men with him to help. "Crane, if you're gonna keep that contract intact, you're gonna have to help us still. Making sure we all can escape with them."

He gripped the Abyss in his right hand tightly, holding out his left hand to the one entrance to this chamber. "Make sure nobody comes from either end. I'll cover this direction. Sorin, you keep Audrey protected more directly, no matter what direction, but keep an eye out for the doctor's allies. Good? Good."

Finally, he flexed his fingers, thrusting his palm forward slightly. A new spell came to his mind in this moment of stress, one that he knew could help him here. He heard it in his mind as he spoke it.

[color=brown][i]"Sulfur."[/i][/color]

A dark cloud of blackest pitch rose in the hall of the direction from which the people were coming more audibly, a faint itching burning smell coming off of the gas, flits of purple and green flickering within it. This spell was just as black as pitch as his Doubt spell, but would also cause the health of the enemies to sap, and making breathing hard. Hopefully it would cause the enemies to get too tired to fight effectively, making a bottleneck for them to carve through if necessary, and perhaps causing ally to attack ally instead of the heroes.

And Scarecrow, of course.