Seeing his chances of evasion are little, Scorch conjured a whirlwind of air, which sucked most of the small fireballs and sent them whirlwing to release in the sky.
"Huh... Looks like it wasn't hard." - said wizard, as still he noticed 2 separate fireballs flying in his direction, which most likely still "remembered" what their target was supposed to be, even after being sent through waves of wirling air. Scorch divded in the air few feet below, as one fireball following him changed it's trajectory, flew above his head and exploded at the castle walls, yet the second one was persistant and tracked him as he tried to dodge it by flying - this time - higher. Seeing the not-too-good situation, Scorch put his leg before the flying ball, as if he wanted to kick it, making it explode on it.
As his leg stood on fire, he put it out with a breeze of conjured wind.
"You're going to pay for this, Draven!"
Scorch gathered energy, electric impulses began to fly through his body (the thunder rage he conjured previously was slowly fading, only from time to time a lightning struck some point of castle or killed some soldier of Dark Empire foolish enough to get outdoors). Then, flashing from energy, Scorch assumed "superman position", with his both arms straight forward, and began to dive in the air, heading to Draven. A trail of lightning energy was left past him as he flew.
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"All right, all right!" - said Cheetah. - "Will you get out of this water yourself..." - (laugh) - "Or do I need to wyvern-transport you outta here? Make decision quickly, I don't that old guy to end up his life in the middle of two wizards battle."