He smiled evilly, before going for height, luring the wyrmlord ever higher, dancing through the air until they were a good two or three hundred feet up, before suddenly diving straight at the wyrmlord, using the dispel wand that he had placed in the wand to remove his flight potion. He grabbed the wyrmlord, in total freefall, ignoring the desperate flailing of the pick as they hurtled to the ground, intent on trying out the move that the red had tried. Body slamming his opponent beneath him, using his weight to turn the wyrmlord into a paste. If he did somehow slip out, he aborted the move, pulling up and dancing through the skies again.