[ The epitome of hitboxes on monster hitting you being larger, then it is hitting them - the bane of any person's existence. As the skeleton disappears into specs of strange light, Lancelot turns to see the stranger safe and sound. Grateful, but acknowledging that the battlefield they were in, was not, necessarily over. ]

I have, but it never ends like this.

[ Each shrieking sound muffles the last of his sentence, and he is quick to move out of a heads way. The scraping of metal as his back hits against the wall, and he turns to avoid anything from slamming into his chest. He trusts nothing here, not knowing what sort of sorcery would disable him. ]

What is all of this? To what end do we fight for, what magic user is summoning these monsters?