Devaguea smirked, staying hovering above the fight so the others could follow the light on his backpack, and put a ray of enfeeblement right between the hermit's shoulder blades. As he hit the hermit, he snarled aloud. "Off my elf!"<br/><br/>ray attack 24 (+6)<br/>str damage 8 (1d6+3) DC 17 fort for half