That? That was the right answer, probably. If not the winning move, a fine one. One that gets our friend the Pilgrim moving, albeit in patterns old enough he can live by them for now. Defend. Protect who is yours. Be willing to make the sacrifice play.

In a storm of smoke, a pillar of swift wind, Isaac follows after the arcing rainbow, heedless, a danger to all in his path an they not be his outcast family. Bar no portal against this raging wind, and trouble not the bearer of the star, lest you be torn apart to be stitched once more whole by goblin apothecaries.