“An astral offensive spell.” He generally prefers those over other forms of magic when it comes to combat; astral magic is tidier, which is an important consideration for a guy who can’t see the tripping hazards he makes from blowing things up the regular way. “Given that it didn’t appear to have much of an effect, I wonder if that indicates these creatures are detached from this world’s astral side.”

Rezo is now kneeling by the dead voidblob’s side, although he is not going to touch it with his bare hands. Being closer to it isn’t providing much insight, admittedly. It certainly smells burnt, though.

“By the way, it didn’t injure you, did it?”