For this fight, Zixx felt it wise to remain grounded. Not that he enjoyed walking into the fray, but having his own supernatural flight canced... Was not a pleasant thought. Unloosing both of his rods, the illithid took brief stock of his enemy, before flipping the one in his left, extending the yellowed end of the shaft, in his right hand the blue side was brought to bare. <Sore move, wretch...> He thought openly, letting all hear, but directing it to the beast. Moving closer to cover, he flicked his left rod, the yellow end blazing to life with a wild crackle and hissing of electric sparks. Holding it up, he let an arch of lightening blaze down from the sky, striking the polished, enchanted rod.<br/><br/>But it was a decoy. With left hand ready to fling lightening, he instead thrust the head of the right hand rod out. From it's blue tip, lanced out a torrent of arcane missiles, sizzing and scrambling like an angry swarm of bees towards the molydeus, only then followed by a blinding flash, and ear splitting CRACK as the arc of electric fury lanced out at the beast. The thunder hot on it's heels. Idly, in the back of his cavernous mind, Zixx had to admit, if only to himself, that Ilvaria had a lovely singing voice...<br/><br/>From the shadows surounding them, came two poison laced crossbow bolts, one aimed for each of the fiend's heads. While he did not put much stock in the damage it would do, drow poison was renoined for it's debilitating effects, assuming it worked. His two stealthy slaves were hiding behimd anything their small forms would allow. Using hit and run tactics to help harrass the molydeus further. Keeping it off balance by attacking from multiple sides.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>