Felor fires a radiant bolt of light just to the right of the monster and into the wall behind it.
None of Zangua's attacks seem to land, the first grazing blow harmlessly shaving off loose dirt, the second pinging against hard rocks embedded in the creature's body. But as the creature turns to keep Zangua in front of him, it grants Mordred an opening, allowing the tiefling to spring up onto its back and plunge his rapier deep into its shoulder. The creature lets out an angry grunt as Mordred drops back to the ground and Domarc stabs it with his own blade.
Quggyeb flits around the dirt monster's head while the mud creatures murmur despairingly.
"No! If they can defeat the child, they can kill us all! We should flee!"
"To where!?"