The green slams into the ground, roaring in surprise as its wings lock up on it. It quickly picks itself up from prone, hurling his breath weapon as he rises to his feet, melting the image, the tree, and surrounding him.<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">"You don't frighten me, mage! The Red Hand will devour you all! And I will consume you, personally!"</span>He notices Draiss uninjured, but scoffs, knowing that spells of protection are common enough.<br/><br/>Maura has reached the base of the tower, opposite, just as the soldiers in the camp make it to the foot of the bridge, she only a few steps ahead of them, avoiding getting run into. So far, so good.