"Fire, or cut of his head if you got a silver blade." i said to the paladin.
It wasn't too smart of me to use holy fire at this level, considering it drained allmost all of my power. (arrgh how could i have been so foolish to run in like that)
"My blade isn't made out of silver" i pronounced and shoved it back into it's sheath. I gathered my last remaining power and made some fire dance around the palms of my hand..ready to be casted at any given moment..(i cannot afford to miss..)
I knew that the first strike would be the deciding one.."it's best to stay put untill he attacks" so i waited....
