He damn near flew loose as the creature flailed at the stab, held on more because he was an ornery cuss than because of logic or magic. He swore as the discharged energy apparently pissed the creature off rather than killed it, and shoved a massive lightning bolt down the rapier, ignoring the burning of his own hand from the backlash.<br/><br/>He felt the thing try to drive him deeper into its gullet, and yanked the sword free, before using a charge of dimension door from his boots, glad he had gotten around to upgrading them to quickened dimension door charges so he could do stupid things and still get out at the drop of a hat. He pried the sword out of his somewhat charred hand, and used a healing spell while he waited for the creature to come back up, idly noting he was still alive mostly because of his Hunter abilities, rather than the Knight ones or magic. Finished with the spell, he dove to the side, rolling and coming up nearly two dozen feet from where he had been, expecting the creature to lance up out of the rocks where he had been.