Morgash and Luix stood almost toe to toe atop the pillar. Taking the blows, Morgash saw the warrior winding up for another shot. Before Luix could swing the flail upward, Morgash rushed forward and wrapped his arms around the man, squeezing with incredible force. Luix felt the wind rushing out of him and his ribs constrict as the hobgoblin gripped him in a crush. The force with which Morgash held him felt like more than just brute strength, it seemed to flow from an almost supernatural source. Luix could feel waves of energy coursing into him, as though seeking to crush him, but with a groan he withstood the pressure.<br/><br/>However, he couldn't strike the hobgoblin with the flail in this position. The two staggered on the pillar, locked in a mutual grip. Luix fought to free himself, but the hobgoblin held on. His grip tightened further, and to Luix it seemed as though a rib popped in his chest. He gasped, struggling to pry the hobgoblin off of himself.<br/><br/>With a mighty shake, Luix whirled around and broke the hobgoblin's hold, separating the two combatants. They staggered apart, each nearing an edge of the pillar. Morgash's heels stopped just over the edge, his toes still clinging to the pillar as he held himself in balance. Luix, however, teetered back, the weight of his armor and gravity doing the rest. With a lurching feeling in the pit of his stomach, Luix toppled over the edge of the pillar and plummeted to the floor below, hitting it with a heavy thud. The pain in his chest from the hobgoblin's grip exploded as he hit the ground, and he was sure at least one rib had been broken. Nevertheless, Luix was alive, and alert. Though wounded, he was fit enough to continue fighting.<br/><br/>-------------<br/><br/>The warrior woman didn't take kindly to the wolf tearing her cloak, and she lifted her halberd in retaliation. She hacked down at it, the blade slicing a red line along the wolf's side. The animal released the cloak and growled at her, looking to leap in for another bite attempt. The warrior held it at bay, though, menacing it with the pointy end of her halberd.<br/><br/>While the battle raged, Aryn swallowed the wriggling spider, intoning secret words. She could feel the magic working through her, tingling the palms of her hands. She turned to the pillar and began to climb, ascending quickly.<br/><br/>She heard a yelp, and looked down to see that the warrior had thrust her halberd forward, stabbing the wolf in the side. Blood seeped from the animal profusely, the creature growling ferociously even as death neared.<br/><br/>Aryn reached the top of the pillar and clambered up. Looking across the way, she saw that the hobgoblin still stood, but the other warrior was gone.