Noxias is impressed by his fellow fire wielder and makes a mental note to engage him in conversation to discuss his technique, and to discover what guild he belonged to. Perhaps if the mortal realm has such proficient halls of learning they may be able to help him return to his home.
Nox cannot figure why his companions seem to be pulling their punches. So he decides to split forces with his sphere and prepare to attack the stocky crossbowman. Nox hesitates for a few seconds to see what his new found friends are playing at.
And Yrisz that one time...