Kalith listened to the Mage's 'offer'. There was no escaping this and he realized that now. He wouldn't let this sick bastard have anything to do with his body. The needles that flew through the air were nuisances at this point. The mage was coming. He worked a hand towards his axe and loosened it's clip right before the weight on his back released. He quickly straightened himself in time to see two orbs fly towards him. Guess he didn't really need to attempt to put an axe in his own temple. Spreading his arms out he gritted his teeth. They both impacted his chest, the cold first, freezing his torso and the heat, leaving a nice big hole in the center. The corpse dropped to the ground with a look of effort as the last of Kalith's breath escaped his lips along with several chipped teeth.<br/><br/>Actions:<br/>As described.<br/>Kalith is now at -22 HP<br/>congratulations on a flawless victory.