Over the course of a minute, the Jabberwock creeps into position, moving with surprising grace, for something so large and otherwise unwieldy, that had been crashing wildly through the trees moments before. Once it draws to within 120 feet, it launches itself off the ground, crashing through the trees with a bellowing roar that shatters the trees in front of it, slamming into him and anyone near him! His allies, though, took their opportunity to pounce, diving out of the trees in turn and descending on the beast. Magic and blades crashed against it, but little seemed to affect it, as it shrugged off the worst blows with ease. Amvarean's cold breath, though, enraged it, and it would attempt to ignore the landbound foes, particularly the clearly fire-based dragon, in favor of the one who could hurt it!