You tell Jasper to try taking the collar off of Marvel. They try to fiddle with it, finding a seam at the back, but no clasps or visible latches. They get more and more frustrated with it, the cage type turning its attention towards their annoyed grumbling.
It waddles over and sits down next to Jasper, the phantom type scooting over for it. It reaches out and pushes down hard on the back, enough pressure to release the collar and to knock Marvel back to the ground.
EASTWOOD: Shit, what’d you just do?
EASTWOOD: I’ve got visuals!
VOIDSY: We removed a collar from Marvel’s neck.
EASTWOOD: Magic item, then.
EASTWOOD: Fucking communication blocker, figures. They have little to no cost due to how easily they can be used against their maker.
EASTWOOD: Well, Marvel’s still out cold, but I can see.