[b]Mags[/b] Mags heard the satisfying crack as the jar broke over the head of the rog, and watched with growing pleasure as the fog rushed forth, obscuring and choking many of the war band. Still, they rushed forward, and the tall man carrying a staff began knocking back the Rogs with startling accuracy and force. The howling curses of the Worgs chilled her, and Mags began unconsciously backing away as she saw them stalk slowly closer their amber eyes flashing with malice. She froze in the street, ready to turn and flee. [i]They're faster than me. There's no way I could run from them.[/i] The giant bear's roar drew her back to the fight at hand. She didn't know these people, but they were trying to fight off the Rogs, and some of them may have been looking for the dragon. [i]Good enough reason to stick around, I guess.[/i] A Rog broke out from the fog, spitting obscenities and blindly swinging his wooden club. The Rog spotted Mags, and began to rush towards her. She backpedaled as the Rog closed the distance between them, raising his weapon high above his head, yellowing teeth bared in pleasure. When he was only a yard away, Mags stopped, dropped into a crouch, and flung herself at the legs of the Rog, tackling him. The club went down over her back, and the wind was knocked out of her as they crashed to the ground. Wheezing, she began to crawl away when she felt the Rog grab her by the ankle. Twisting over, the Rogs bloody face swam in her vision as he stumbled to his feet, lifting the club from the ground and raising it up, readying to strike Mags. A rainbow blur rain through her head as she flung a hand up to protect herself- [color=ed145b]Excellent Prismatic Spray[/color] The Rog's head and shoulders pulped themselves as the iridescent beams burst through, knocking the Rog backwards until it lay on the ground next to Mags, blood pooling out. Chest heaving, she slowly pulled herself to her feet, looking around at the fighting around her. There were still more Rogs approaching. [i]Too late to run away, anyways.[/i] The colors began to swirl as she summoned more magic, readying her next attack.