[ Everything turns chaotic in a moment. At first the sting of the bites is agonizing - but they fade with a wash of magic. He swings his hand in an arc, trying to shoo insects away from him as he tries to get a better handle on the situation. He hears a splash and his head jerks around, still not able to see in the dim light and with his eye watering. He shuffles a few steps and then, following Karlach's example, he plunges into the water as the insects continue to swarm and bite and wait. He ducks beneath the surface for a long moment and then comes up for air, only to have the insects redouble their attack. There's a low noise from him - pain and irritation.
These are an enemy he can't properly fight. He half rises again, shaking himself. ]
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These are an enemy he can't properly fight. He half rises again, shaking himself. ]
We need to push through! We can't stay here!