A flight of dwagons, red, black, blue, yellow and green pass behind Wanda, traveling to the left. All but the yellow are mounted. Four archons, the nearest sporting two red braids, fly along. Other gray dwagon forms are even further away. Wanda continues to speak to Parson, her expression unchanged.
I mean if they fell for it, they fell for it.
But if they've got some backup plan or some surprise waiting for you, it's better to know ahead.