Stomp!
You panic and stomp the little elf who is still whispering her
incantation. You expect to crush her and stop the incantation, but
before your foot can land she disappears in a puff of smoke leaving a
screeching threat in the air
'You Shall Die For That Outburst!'
The red sparks are increasing in frequency, and you feel like your
lungs are turning to carbon!
