Dammit, the thing moved from the worst of the blast. Asshole.

"Fucking. Hate. These," Nida hissed, slashing his weapon down. What he'd give for a haste spell. Or even a small measure of the true magical talent his husband had.

"Hey, watch out!" he shouted then, as he saw another tonberry falling in from above. He managed to spin his weapon so that the staff of it knocked the tonberry aside before it could stab his husband.