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Falling hard against the ground, Grylle let out a deep yelp. Immediately, of course, he tried to get up, but he was still a bit in shock from the magic attack.

Dreit threw his arms up over his face to protect himself from the dirt, causing him to lose his focus on his enemy for a moment. He had just enough time to form a barrier before the jabs started, though he soon saw that he was going to need something stronger if he wanted to protect himself. Not seeing the time for it, he bolted off back the way they came. The third one, Irfen, was already galloping away.

"Get away from me, you cretin!" Grylle yelled at the Drow, not sounding quite so tough or mean anymore. Trying not to hesitate too much, he followed after the other two.

From his spot under the stairs, Kyriel watched the whole fight. Once the three ran off he was relieved, though he soon realized that he was indeed in the fire now. How could he get away from the Drow now? If the boy could do all of that to them, Kyriel did not want to even imagine what he would do to him. He figured that he could try to make himself invisible through magic and make a run for it, but he was not very confident in his skills; it was likely that he would not be able to hold it for that long.

Not knowing what else to do, Kyriel decided to just stay put and hope that he forgot about him. It was unlikely, but it was his best option that he could see.