Everyone seemed to be having a hard time attacking this guy, and Backstabs finally got a hit in... but his armor protected him from most, if not all of it, unfortunately. Sure, she TRIED to hit a weak point in the armor, but, it wasn't as weak as it seemed, at first, and her dagger, while still doing some minor damage, bounced off of him for the most part, however... a scorch mark appeared on him, as if the fire damage wasn't blocked by his armor. I then thought of something. [i]Metal armor... hm... I wonder if using a lightning spell will make it easier to hit him...[/i] I thought as I prepared the spell, and somehow actually managed to hit him, and pretty decently, too. Of course, I was almost out of magical energy at that point, and I might have to use the last bit to heal if things keep going this way. "C...can anyone else use magic? Can anyone else heal? Another magic attack might just do the trick, but... if we can't heal, things can go bad, QUICK," the fighter then laughs at this, and shouts "Who needs to heal anyways, huh!? Healing's for the weak! For those dorks that wear frilly, fancy ROBES to a fight! Ha, healing... I'm honestly GLAD that my healer's gone, only the strong and brave deserve to be adventurers!" I was almost certain that his healer already saved his life several times before, and for him to just talk about healing like that... calling his speech disrespectful would be a compliment at this point. 'Healing's for the weak'... sure, I might not be able to take hits like Dorisma can, sure, I'm not as powerful a mage as Trey was... but, I got here, right? In one piece, no less.