His panic was clear as he dodged one attack only to run headlong into the next. And now his arm was on fire. Philip shouted and waved his arm, batting at it with his other hand.

Okay, this wasn't working. He couldn't just run around dodging. He had to do something, and he had to do it soon.

He lowered his head and ran straight at Ankh, intending to just punch and hope something connected.