The spirit jaws keeping up the grappling attack, switching from dealing damage and grappling to pinning. The jaws trying to force the creature down with their numbers and their power, as they cannot be destroyed by simple beak and claws. Hopefully that will give the chance for others to get in and hack away at this beautiful bird and ends its threat to the town.<br/><br/>(21 to grapple to pin. If successful, everyone gets +4 to attack rolls, and it cannot threaten nearby squares.)<br/><br/>While the jaws are busy doing their job, I go about casting another spell at the beast. Rasing up one of my hands and starting to chant all anew, exposing my front to the open air once more as I begin to form the spell in my right hand. Smiling even more to myself and showing my fangs, as I finish the spell:<br/><br/><strong>[Ice Lance!]</strong><br/><br/>The ice forming in my hand, as I just lift it up higher. Flicking my wrists ever so slightly, as the spear of ice goes flying past Will's head and to sink into the beast proper. The lance digging into the bird monster before shattering into shards all over the deck.<br/><br/>(21 to hit, 16 ice and piercing damage. DC 18 fort save or be stunned for 3 rounds.)<br/><br/>