"Fair is a word to be used by the loser. This is a battle, and the winner is the one who decides who cheats."<br/><br/>Draiss didn't bother to let the ogre get its feet under it, continuing to grapple with it, is fluid core easily absorbing the blows, while his gaseous limbs attempted to bind to the ogre. One limb flicked backwards, brushing by Ama, a gentle warmth compared to the inferno the ogre was dealing with along her cheek, and magic blossomed in her mind, the flight spell taking hold, allowing her to move without fear of falling.