"Well, what is the plan here? We don't know if platforms will hold weight. I have a single fly potion. I can walk on lava, but would appreciate fire protection. And...well, if that thing around the staff can be moved, we could bring everything out and deal with it out of the heat."
The shadow of the monk stretches toward the staff, wavers, and returns back. A trick of the heated air probably.
"As I said, I can get there, but if the staff is immovable, there is no point. And fighting these things, what if they just fight by pushing, grabbing amd otherwise getting visitors to lava? If you can protect us fron the fire, I can find out and lure them out for you."