He woke up with a scream of pain, wondering what the hell was going on. He blinked as he desperately rolled to one side, trying to get his mind working as to why there was a shadow floating and following and reaching and his throat hurt and... "ASSIST THE CASTER! ASSASSIN IN THE CAMP!"<br/><br/>He desperately spat a magic missile spell at the creature, as he struggled to back away from the monster, deliberately diving into the fire to try and avoid having it follow him.<br/><br/>force damage 9 (4d4+4)