Dorje felt around him for the half of his staff, feeling the wood in a pile of ashes as the healer did her work. The profound itching sensation subsided as he saw the monster raise another claw to smash the shack. He sprang to his feet, grabbing the slender woman by the waist and leaping sideways, feeling the amulet burn against his skin as he threw them out of the way, skidding and tumbling along the scorched earth. Dorje used one of the tumbles he took to right himself, landing in a crouched position as the beast looked in the opposite direction of the way he jumped.