"Reflect!" Deflecting the worst of the electricity again, Soreth still found himself pushed back to the ground by the force of it. She seemed to have become a lot more serious in a short time, and it was only a matter of time before the extra effort pushed him into a corner at this rate. That last attack very well could have killed him, he realized. 

Swallowing back the anxiety threatening to throw him off, he held out both hands with the claws curling toward the floor to his sides and looked up at Wrenna for a moment. "I'm sorry." Raising his hands, he began chanting, the floor beneath his feet starting to glow as symbols began to appear in a circle around him. If he wanted to end it quickly before he ended up skewered on that sword, this was the best way he could think of. Not the most painless, but at least he could probably survive it. Raising his voice as he chanted, he could feel the vibrations radiating from beneath his feet...

In the middle of the chanting, however, he gasped and stopped suddenly, dropping to his knees. The light faded and the vibrations stopped, leaving the boy to wrap one arm around himself and prop himself up on the other, breath heavy and quickly becoming ragged.