Your spell easily overpowers what's left of the burned goblin's defenses, and the thing clatters to the ground in a useless heap. All around you, the town guard is engaged in a feverish dance with the goblins... aside from the one man, they seem much too preoccupied with fending off the raging goblin creatures to even take notice of you and the halfling.<br/><br/>Which just leaves you, her... and Jack o' the Lanterns, shambling as he is through the city gates.<br/><br/>"So..." Sharille says, twirling her kukri once again. "You're a mage... you think those armors are tied to the big golem? I'm thinkin' we take him down either way... but if we can take out all the armors while doin' so, I'm thinkin' well be in good shape."<br/><br/>She steps back, one foot carelessly treading on the unconscious guard's groin.<br/><br/>"Though we gotta figure out how we're gonna get him inta the same place as the goblin, so we can get some matchin' testimonies..."