As Morgash growled at the giant bug and made to attack it, blue flame leapt from the witch's hands, bathing the hobgoblin in pain. He gritted his teeth, feeling his every nerve burn with the magic that seemed to seep right into him.<br/><br/>He launched himself at the centipede, driving his fist down with all his might. His blow landed atop the creature, splitting the carapace in a spray of green ichor as the creature scuttled beneath him in agony. In his fury, Morgash threw a second blow, but it missed as the creature thrashed. His fist slugged into the wood plank, cracking it with a dull thud. The centipeded reared around, not quite dead yet, seeking to take Morgash with it.