The mage managed a twisting dodge, taking several shots to non-vital areas; it seems those clothes were just for show, given the way they acted just like armor. Still, it's enough to take the mage out of the fight; he'd be an idiot to get back up, now.<br/><br/>Nearby, Frost is holding her own against the big man; he has the advantage of reach, and deceptive speed, keeping her at bay with seemingly wild, hammering blows. The archer keeps a steady stream of arrows flying Caiaphas' way, trying to find ways around his shield and score direct hits.