Draiss glanced at the staff and gave it a shake, before shaking his head and trying again. "Hopefully second time is the charm."<br/><br/>He was busy trying to understand why a spell he knew so well wasn't working with another person's magic, he should still be able to activate it. He paused, and took a good hard look at the magic in him, before slapping his forehead. "Of course, he was a wizard, not a sorcerer. Naturally my usual techniques wouldn't work. Give me a minute."<br/><br/>He was busy digging around, trying to get a feel for the magic inside him, but he was trying to understand a logic puzzle that operated completely different from what he understood. He looked up and shrugged, before drawing the shortsword. "Or if you would rather die now, we can do that too."<br/><br/>He paused, centered himself, and took a deep breath, remembering the actual combat lessons Katrina had given between her 'personal lessons' and leapt forward, his blade flashing out to stab the brute through the throat, before twisting and wrenching the blade free with the casual ease of a blade master. "Oh, good, this body knows something about sword play. Was worried it would be completely helpless. So, whom is next?"