The mage expected a last pitch attempt to eliminate him, although he did have to admit the bell system was quite intricate. As the floor ruined behind him and stability dropped below him, he made a reflexive jump to the doorway just as a hole opened to swallow him whole.

He turned as a halfling arrived. A quick scan indicated there would be more opponents following the halfling, and ones of magical affinity. The opponent before him was obviously quite magic capable, though he could not pin the exact branch down. [i]Freeform?[/i] he wondered. He steeled himself as the halfling raised and prepared a set of daggers and made her threat.

"So you are the slave of the corrupt one," he mused in an overly condescending tone. "I will tell you in two - remove your dark master."  There would be more enemies to follow, and while the golem form would not fall to pointy objects, he would rather maintain the illusion; experienced hands would know how to deal with golem constructs. He sent a gust of concentrated wind mostly aimed at knocking the knives out of the air as he turned to walk in the room. He was sent flying when the door made impact with his rear, sending him sprawling and temporarily stunning him before opening again to accept any who would take advantage of the short window of opportunity.

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