The fact that the spell came really seemed to help Hyarmenion. Considering his fluid style and preference for a small amount of armor, he had a tendency to get injured quickly, but his elvish heritage made him apparently heal faster as well.<br/><br/>Exhaling softly, he carefully craned his head and looked up for the time being. There were certainly quite a few around that were ready to kill them. He figured that their forces were outnumbered, meaning that he was going to have to do his tricks once more perhaps.<br/><br/>"Naturally, you know what I can offer, Mi'lady, beyond what I normally do as your strategy officer." Apparently he was putting his individual skills out on the table again, which could very well have been quite useful if they were employed appropriately.<br/><br/>"Outside of that, my Earth spells could become useful again. Do you think, for instance, that it might be possible for us to turn this into a defensive battle we would have more of a chance of winning if I were to manufacture a rammed earth tower for us?"