The ogre mage turns, but it is to late. The phantasmal horror that appears from nowhere rips his soul, and with a thud, he falls to the ground.
The other ogres turn in surprise as the roar of fire screeches through the night and impacts right by their feet. The berserker howls into the night as he grabs his sword and chases after the gnome standing behind the shrubbery.
His attempts to conceal himself had failed yet again, and the swing of the ogre blade knocks Drugo off his feet. But from prone position, he manages to launch a burst of magic missiles, that ends the onslaught.
After dusting off his robes and examining his wound, he heads off to Krandor for some much needed rest, before he continues his hunt for more ogre mages..