text: Desperately, you attempt to get your bearing.
  
  From the twoscore warriors that accompanied the emissary's treck, only one dozen survived the initial deadly volley of black arrows.
  However, the guards are rallied and charge the enemy, apparently a group of about half a hundredship ragged looking beings you immediatley recognize as large goblins, led by a couple of their shamans. While a single goblin is no match for a human warrior, the shamans double the goblins' threat, and they make up in numbers what they lack in size.
  
  Lucius is using his powers over the wind to make arrows useless, and most goblins have thrown their bows away and now wield evil looking barbed knives.
  
  One guard, trying to charge through the goblins to strike down a shaman, is dragged from his horse, and both the guard and the poor beast soon disappear und the goblin's small twisted bodies.
  > You are a magus of Air.
  The torrents of Air flow freely through your spirit, and you are determined to use them.
  
  Strangely, you are rather excited than frightened by the prospect of fighting your very first battle. So this is what adventure feels like!
  > You will combine your powers with Lucius, creating gusts of wind to knock down the goblins.
  You step beside Lucius, and begin to channel the energies of Air through your body.
  
  Lucius looks at you, and you nod when he takes control of the flows of magic through your body, adding them to his own.
  
  With no more archers shooting, Lucius forms a giant fist of air from the winds, and pummeling the group of goblins mercilessly.
  Where the two of you strike with your combined magic, the goblins do not stand up again.
  
  A shaman attempts to cast a counterspell, wrenching the control of the Air around you from Lucius, but he is swatted like a fly, for combined, your magic is too strong to be redirected that easily.
  
  Lucius is drawing more and more power through you, and you feel the strain of it.
  
  Suddenly, the bond snaps, and you stare in horror at Lucius' chest, from where an evil looking slender sword is protruding.
  
  Then, something hits your head, and, added by the strain of working powerful magic, you slip into a thoughtless darkness...