[i]The Mage had started to back up, gripping the staff tightly. Then he made a mad dash forward, Xanthus planted his Staff into the ground and used it to pull off a pole vault, soaring through the air he had used his pyromancy to light his hand on fire, forming a fist with it he came hurling down onto Octavia. It was gonna hurt like a bitch for Xanthus if he did or didn't pull it off either way.[/i]