Asura wasn't the fastest being in the cave, having to use his liquid form to push himself along with the help of pseudopods to keep him on his path. A soft whoosh and sizzle interrupted him though making him glance up. A ball of magic, he had to guess magic, was coming right for him. His first human instinct was to duck down, his slime instinct was to drop down into a shallow puddle so the mana orb passed by harmlessly.

The trail behind the orb led his 'eyes' to a wisp. An agitated blurble came from him as he surged upward. Using the force of coming back into his self made form he surged up to try and hit it with his sludgy mass. The wisp was much smaller than him but he honestly had no idea [b]WHAT[/b] it was actually made of. He could pass through it for all he knew but it was better than just sitting there and taking its abused.