Rutger slowly began to get his bearings back after leaving the noxious cloud, he turned to analyse his enemies, but only found Zuri hastily creeping up on him. He raised his right hand up and tried to prepare a spell to strike her down, but even while channeling all his mana to his hand, the spell generation was greatly handicapped by the anti-magic dust exposure he just underwent. He was able to achieve a small fizzling ball of purple magic, but it would be too little too late for Rutger. 

Zuri planted her hand on his chest, activating the rune. As a result, Rutger's work in progress spell immediately dispersed. Rutger scowled and stumbled backwards, feeling the horrifying effects immediately. His connection to his manapool wasn't just interrupted like before, now it was gutted entirely. [color=8882be]"What have you done you rotten whelp?!"[/color] He yelled. For someone like Rutger this was the worst possible thing. He might have been a master of magic, but without it he felt lost. He thought he had taken every precaution to avoid this outcome by removing Nemo from the equation, but it seemed that wasn't enough in the end. 

Rutger frantically grabbed a gilded dagger from within his robe and charged Zuri. [color=8882be]"I'll make you regret this underhanded trickery!"[/color] When he reached her he stabbed down at her from the right.