Ancalagon suddenly smiles evilly, and begins to circle after her, dispelling all her attempts to teleport away from the pain of meeting the ground at terminal velocity. He glides down with her, staying above her position, and says, rather conversationally, around the dispels, "Challenging? Only when I engaged you. Entertaining, oh hell yes. I was a bit worried about the numbers of your companies, but I underestimated myself, but now that I have figured out that I should not be worried by what was barely a large bandit army, I just went with the flow. Care to tell me who sent you?"<br/><br/>[Greater dispel magic = 30]