Evan staggered, feeling just a little of the blunt force that remained from that negated slash. The thug grabbed his coat, smoke pouring down from its heated hand melting the outermost layer of his thin ice armor, while Yvonne charged in attempting to crush its skull by the temple.
	Evan nodded in response to Yvonne, but not sure if she saw that. He tapped his chest, and two of the three warstaves attached to his back ejected, one of them turning a little distance away before it darted full-force towards the other side of the thug's skull, to either amplify Yvonne's assault or crush the skull by itself.
	The other warstaff took a curved beeline to pierce through the old Delving's head from his right side, timing itself with Athena's fiery attack. The escaped warg too attacked at the same time from behind Delving, biting at his magic shield or his left arm to devour his mana and, in the case of the arm, try to dissuade any movement from that limb.

The warg that stayed was fully ensnared. His front leg trapped, his throat assaulted by a searing hand. A gargled noise came out before its jaw clamped at the arm, biding time and trying to heal off of whatever mana is giving these creatures power.
	It'll try to kick the other thug away with its hind legs, if it comes close.