"SHIT-" Krem ducks as soon as he realizes what Sam is trying to do, and as soon as the fireball detonates he's shoved back a foot, only held in place by his grip on his maul, which had barely budged from the explosion. He shakes his head, his hair falling forward over his brow as he narrows his eyes at Sam. Clever mage.
The maul throws dirt into the air as it's yanked out of the ground, swinging forward then back as Krem regains control of it, his hands resting wide on the shaft of it. He coughed then spat to get the taste of ash and dirt out of his mouth after having inhaled some of the smoke, eyeing Sam up and down. He didn't seem to be hurt, just winded from that stunt.
"Not bad," he huffs and stretches his arms upward, maul hefted overhead, then lets it fall as his hands slide to grip near the end, letting the weapon gain as much momentum as possible as he swung it in its wide arc to get Sam moving again. He made sure to keep his movements slower than normal, always giving Sam the chance to move, think of a new way out of a situation.
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The maul throws dirt into the air as it's yanked out of the ground, swinging forward then back as Krem regains control of it, his hands resting wide on the shaft of it. He coughed then spat to get the taste of ash and dirt out of his mouth after having inhaled some of the smoke, eyeing Sam up and down. He didn't seem to be hurt, just winded from that stunt.
"Not bad," he huffs and stretches his arms upward, maul hefted overhead, then lets it fall as his hands slide to grip near the end, letting the weapon gain as much momentum as possible as he swung it in its wide arc to get Sam moving again. He made sure to keep his movements slower than normal, always giving Sam the chance to move, think of a new way out of a situation.