"I'm not leaving and I doubt you could make me." Cal said calmly to Sinol. He spun his swords around in long, graceful arcs and he seemed far too calm than what the situation should allow. His spell had killed a great number of the creatures but there were a lot of books in the library. Pausing in his attacks, he recited a series of words and a dozen of the dead creatures got back to their feet, an intense light glowing from their open wounds and all other openings into their bodies. The threw themselves at the other beasts before exploding in great blasts of light energy, sending warped body parts flying through the air from dozens more now dead monsters.