The cleric grunted as the blade found a gap in his mail right where another wound had been magically mended just moments ago by Cascade. It seemed to Jørmund that despite just having been thrown back this Yoseph was bound and determined to keep fighting. That at least earned him some respect from the earth genasi though foolish as it maybe, granted Jørmund often had his own foolish actions and many were during battle. The blow had also caused Jørmund's magic to faulter some as he started to loose concentration. A quick breath and refocusing his mind away from the pain allowed the cleric to keep the magic in place. He squared himself up to block any potential in coming blows while the cleric muttered an incantation just audible enough for those near him to hear. Quickly the fresh wound mended some of the way as other injures mended.
With this slight rejuvenation, Jørmund brought his mace back for another swing.
The blow landed solidly against Yoseph's body from what the genasi could tell, much like his fist did against Haraldr's nose.
"Are you so certain you will survive this long enough to see me fall? Even after you stuck me notice how little blood there is fool. No I will make sure that you will not live long enough to enjoy my defeat. If you wish to live I suggest you flee now. This will be the only time I will offer ypu this chance." Jørmund says to Yoseph while readying his mace for another blow should the being decide to persist in it's folly.