Vivian & Hashmal - Toku/Jareth/Peony/Lex/Lavitz
The Sage's attack was annoying as fuck, but he managed to stay standing. Being slightly off to the side had helped - everything had a range, and while the shaking earth beneath his feet was a hindrance, the magic wasn't pushing him to the ground as it had earlier. The beast had been distracted, batting at things in the air, and Jareth took this as an opportunity.
He couldn't use any more Fell attacks for the moment - he'd lost too much blood, and even the protections the white mage had woven over him were only doing so much good - but he could hit it. Hard. He still had the energy and strength to do that, at least for a little while longer. He gripped the handle of his ax with both hands and went for it - he doubted the randomized status effects of Smite would do any good, but who the fuck knew anymore?