There were very few things that Mal understood, but the look of fear was one of them. This wriggling mass he held aloft was afraid. Not of Mal, but by something else, and if it caused more fear than Mal did, it must be something terrible indeed, and the only force in nature that Mal knew that was more terrible than a goliath was fire. Mal set the man down as he say the blonde take off running. "Everyone, move!" Mal called out. "Together! Stay together!" Mal began to cast Haste on himself to help himself move faster, but in the commotion (and because it had been a while since such a spell was necessary), Mal stumbled over the incantation.

[hider=Haste Roll]Movement PL 2: [url=http://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2121]4[/url] - Not good.[/hider]