Draiss puts up with the chiding until he finally says, "Look, I honestly thought that three spells working together would prevent arrows from hitting me. And since those arrows were falling like rain, I say they did their jobs very well. That only six out of several hundred got through is damn good. Trading a few wounds, one of which was pretty bad, I will admit, for at least one chimera, a dozen clerics, and at least a hundred foot soldiers is a fair trade, since tomorrow I will be fine and ready to repeat that episode again. I want to hit their morale, break their will to fight so that only the dragon and leader's threats are keeping the line soldiers there, and the best way to do that is for a single person to be popping up every time they turn around to put a few spells into them.<br/><br/>If I get the opportunity to do that again, I will be sure to use a few other spells as well, like displacement, which I did not think to use. Besides, I needed them to clearly see me."<br/><br/>He leaned back, and grimaced as a wound stretched, and continued. "Though I will not be doing anything until AFTER we get the road blockade destroyed. That much I will promise."