Shun leaves the one he'd decayed to its fate, turning his attention back to the leader as he begins that spell. He remains wary, prepared for attack - but when the torrent of lava bursts into the field, all he can think is an option is to teleport somewhere out of its range.
When Lenneth throws herself in front of him, he's not entirely surprised, but he does look a little frustrated that this is all he can do, standing behind her as her shield takes the hit. Even as she does it, though, his focus is all over the mummy's movements, the way the scepter is balanced...
"We need to get that thing out of his hand. Or his hand off his body. Whichever one is easier." It's murmured, but urgent, because as far as Shun can see, the magical item is the mummy's prime source of combat strength.
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When Lenneth throws herself in front of him, he's not entirely surprised, but he does look a little frustrated that this is all he can do, standing behind her as her shield takes the hit. Even as she does it, though, his focus is all over the mummy's movements, the way the scepter is balanced...
"We need to get that thing out of his hand. Or his hand off his body. Whichever one is easier." It's murmured, but urgent, because as far as Shun can see, the magical item is the mummy's prime source of combat strength.