As the group rushes towards the Jabberwock to engage it, its mismatched, bulging eyes swept the small crowd... and then focused on him on the wall. As Sak'bas was about to reach it, the creature launched itself into the air with a trumpeting, babbled scream, eyes locked onto him, and full of hate.<br/><br/>(That is a 34, and a... 14 to touch. 65 and 51 fire damage, respectively, and need to make two DC 30 Reflex saves (assuming both hit); if either fails, he is set on fire, and burns for 6d6 damage per round.)