The air itself boomed and screamed for a split second as the thrown blade shot for the shaman. Before the sound could even reach one's ears, the supersonic projectile struck. There was a splash of fire and lava, globs and pieces of the shaman's magmatic body spraying everywhere, even towards the knight and the one that she had tried to protect.

At least it had stopped Gormlag dead in his tracks, if only for a moment. After a short time, there came from his ruined body a harsh wheezing and raspy laugh. The gelatinous fire that made up his body broiled and writhed back into place, reforming itself, and he rose to his feet once more. Standing wasn't even necessary for what he intended next; he had just wanted to show the worms the futility of what they had just done.

The revenant shaman silently summoned his magic with more power and control than he had ever possessed as a being of flesh. Without warning, the hands of stone shot out from underfoot to grasp the ankles of his foes and root him in place while every loose stone in the vicinity was animated into life. One after another, each rock lobbed itself at them in rapid succession. [b]"You will regret that!"[/b] Gormlag laughed as he began to stone them with that hail of rocks.