[Wizard Jail] (mini-battle)

Nyctitus had made a grave error, if an understandable one. There were empty cells all over this block. James could move almost freely around his quarry, looking for opportunities to attack unseen.

Of course, the kraken would respond sooner or later, and with the powers of chaos at its command, it was not a foe to be taken lightly. Still, James expected to make a few more hits before he had to change tactics.

He raised his hand, and a bolt flew out towards the kraken.

Then, suddenly, it changed directions, flying around the hallway erratically until it struck the iron bars of a cell.

Nyctitus turned towards him, sneering.

"So you're the troublemaker. Figured you might pull that move again, so I put a little chaos in the air. Anything you throw at me could wind up anywhere, maybe even blow up right in your face. Wanna try your luck again, druid?"

James didn't say a word. He was already enhancing his strength and speed, and rushing towards Nyctitus.

He wasn't quite fast enough to dodge a tentacle striking him in the chest, though. The blow was hard enough to send him flying.

But that wasn't all. The same spell that had thrown his bolt off course took hold of him, flinging him wildly through the air. He hit the ground much later than he should have, though it didn't hurt any less.

"That was fun," Nyctitus said, drawing closer. "Wonder how long you'll stay up this time."

1. There's a spell in effect that basically makes any projectile (including thrown opponents) take a completely random path.
2. James is about to get messed up by a kraken, probably.