When the shaman caught the fire bolts, then hurled them back at him as a fully fledged fireball, his face turned to one of bemused surprise, even as he was hurled backwards and knocked prone by the fiery blast. [i]That's a cool trick. I should try that trick some time.[/i]

Before the dust had settled, the rabbitman hopped up next to Torrens and spoke to him in a hushed whisper. Torrens replied in kind, "A rouse, eh? Tricking those orcs into liking you. I-" he was cut short as the shaman tore through the cloud of dust and Torrens had to quickly roll aside to avoid the initial lunge. Quickly, Torrens sprung to his feet so he could nimbly attempt to dodge aside from the shaman's claws.

In the shaman's eyes he could see a fiery rage, a fury fueled by Torrens' destruction and fuelling his rampant attacks. To one grab Torrens side-stepped and countered by slashing the shaman with a wave of fire from his hand. "You're a feisty one, aren't you?" Torrens goaded. While Torrens was fairly nimble, there was no way he could keep dodging the shaman for long, who had superior speed, strength and martial prowess.