Luix ran for all he was worth, drawing his flail free in a fluid motion, his muscles aching, his vision blurring. He still stung from head to toe from the blast and he knew there wasn't much time. Though he was slower than usual, he still covered ground fairly quickly.<br/><br/>The sorceress lay on the floor, but she was chanting and weaving her hands, working her magic, which couldn't mean good things for Luix. He felt a wave of power hit him, but still he rushed on, raising the flail high.<br/><br/>He brought it down upon her head, and a burst of light seemed to repel the blow even as it struck. Magic protected her somehow, but she was still on the ground, and he was still standing above her, flail in hand. Whatever she had cast at him had failed, but he didn't know how much longer his strength was going to hold out.<br/><br/>The squid chose this moment to expire, and slumped to the floor where it swiftly desolved back to nowhere.