Battle in the Xepec Mines

"As long as I keep my circle, everything else follows naturally.

A sword crashes against mine, and the ring of steel echoes as I disarm him. There isn't even a real fight: his movements are too slow, leaving me all the room I need to throw him face-first onto the ground. The arcane glow of a spell catches my eye, just in time to see him tumble through the air with a pained cry. The spell bursts against my scabbard and keeps firing projectile after projectile. Even as I split every spark apart, the mage remains hidden among the crowd."