[Center][@Loksfjoer][/center]

[i]I see you.  Unafraid.  For now.[/i]

Zigmund began walking toward Fenna, and she to him.  When she rushed, Zigmund stopped, ready for whatever she would do.  Ready for the indiscernable range of that spear of hers.  Ready to exact his revenge.

"Arh!" he burst with surprise.  He was not ready for Sil's appearance in his face. "Blithering..."

She did no damage, but scratched at his visor, fluttered her wings and was away before Zigmund could slap her.  And Sil had distracted him at the perfect time for Fenna to ram her spear into his upper-abdomen.  Blood and water splashed from him.

"Urg- ...mmmmmmm." He took the pain in his stride and grabbed her spear.  Then ice covered the weapon, all the way down the shaft and even up Fenna's hands and arms so she was stuck.

Perhaps if he hadn't been showing off and spent so much magic to break Barracker's greatsword, Fenna's spear wouldn't have broken through his armour and buried so deep into him.  Perhaps if Clive's kinetic punches weren't disrupting his body, he would be healing twice as fast.

[i]No matter.  The rain refills me by the second.  Faster than any of them can damage me.  And without their Druid.  Without the electricity of their wizard girl.  I am healing faster than they can damage me.[/i]

Zigmund kept a hold of Fenna's spear.  With his other hand he pointed at her.  A long, very thin spike of Water Domain Source formed from his finger, then it suddenly fired like a beam at Fenna and pierced through her chest, just under her clavicle.  The thin spike came out of her back, protruding as far as the length of Fenna's spear itself!

"You like that?" Zigmund asked calmly.  His pointing finger was joined by his middle finger, and a 2nd spike formed, then fired, peircing right through Fenna, right next to the first spike.  "Doesn't feel good, does it."  Then his ring finger joined.  A 3rd spike.  Fire!  Right through her shoulder.  "You and that Druid will be the last to die.  I will kill all of your friends.  Then I will catch your bird and pull it apart in front of your eyes.  Then, and only then, will the two of you die."

The spikes, the ice covering Fenna's spear and arms, all melted into vapour and rushed back into Zigmund's body.  Then he pulled Fenna's spear from himself pushed it aside and flew at her.  His shoulder-charge came with a barrier of water-magic.  The power sent her flying across the wet dirt, leaving her half-concious in the rain.

[u][b]Fenna's injuries from Zigmund's finger spikes would leave her left arm completely unusable without hospital treatment or powerful Restoration Magic beyond Second Chance's capabilities.  In addition, her concussion from his shoulder-charge would render her out of the fight for 1 Round.[/b][/u]

[i]The fly has been swatted.  The Druid is down.  And I am on my way back to full power due to the rain.[/i]

Zigmund's stab wound from Fenna's spear was drawing in the rain.  He was healing at a remarkable rate.  There was nothing that could stop him now.