The illusionary nobles screams out in agony as the fireball hits her square on. The sounds she make are absolutely horrific and then she collapsed without moving a muscle her clothing completely burnt off at long last however. Being a knight's daughter however she was a touch tougher but still that looked like it seriously hurt and that she was barely alive. Azarel was silently glad he didn't use any of his companions for this stunt. Still the illusion was going to break eventually after a few more handfuls of seconds.<br/><br/>When Azarel was ready to make his next move he moved a touch closer to get in just enough range to be able to tag the mage with his own magic, skirting the edge to make sure he couldn't be assailed by another to do so. He wasn't going to let him be able to fire off another spell so easily and he was going to give his team the time they needed to strike. He readied himself to try and deduce what spell would fly next from the mage and counter it. If he couldn't figure out the next spell then he'd use the next best counter spell he had. His movement was to get hopefully within one hundred feet of the mage.<br/><br/><hr/>Roll: 14+3 = 17 (Failure)<br/>Roll Witness: http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3540370/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3540370/)