Kassi tumbles to the ground with a barely heard "oof" and then hides behind the mossy rock, shrinking down and quaking nervously. Peepers chirps at the sudden outburst of fire, nestling into the rock as he springs from his master's shoulder in the nick of time. Meanwhile, the ox man stumbles back with a cry as his calloused hands are licked by the flames, looking surprised for a second, and then just plain irritated as Vudos fishes up his staff.
Getting a good look at him, Vudos can see that the ox is a healthy 6'4", bulked up nicely with muscle, and practicality emanating masculine pride. With tattered brown shorts, torn at the hems by his inexperienced crusade through the jungle, a 15 inch flared penis, mottled black and white at full mast outside his pants, a thick brown hide, dark, shoulder length hair that's been tied back, forward facing oxen horns, and of course, his beloved eyepatch, retrieved from Kassi's stolen coinpurse, and covering his right eye despite the fact that it seemed fully functional before. If this beast of a creature tries to resist Vudos's magic through physique, then his ass may indeed be grass. But then again, the unnecessary accessory of the eyepatch could be his downfall.
He doesn't get much time for a strategy, as the ox man comes charging at him with a grunt, sure to gore his elemental form if he doesn't act.
