Wilhelm grins as he realizes that the magical trendrils he had conjured, have made an impression on Buddy. The warlock is elated, and he seems to move with more confidence while trying to act dismissive.
"That's nothing," he boasts. "I've got better spells. But yeah, it's cool."
Looking around, Wilhelm sees a lot of dead goblins, and some destroyed pumpkins. After moving back to the field a bit and seeing his other companions are safe, he starts walking across the field slowly to get everyone back together.
"What are these goblins doing here? Do you think they raided the village? It seems too sturdy for a simple goblin attack to have much of an effect."