[color=8dc73f]"I'll explain later. Hold onto something!"[/color]

You feel an unseen force prodding at the back of your skull, almost like it's a godly hand prying the rear end of your frontal lobe out of your head. It doesn't really hurt, but at the same time, it's definitely an unpleasant feeling. It kind of feels how rotten eggs smell, if that is any indication.

A large purple cloud, not too dissimilar to Gobbo's own magic, launches from the girl's face and lands directly into the head of an unsuspecting Aithwale, knocking him clean out and onto the ground with a mighty thud.

You hear Nigel stammering. [color=brown]"Y-you little harlot! You were supposed to let Tobias D-"[/color] Nigel's words are cut off as he falls down to the ground, landing directly on Aithwale's back before bouncing into the dirt.