Chuckling to himself, Jojha watched the ground fight go on. His ally should of be more than able to handle the drake for a bit longer, after all his title, "The One Man Army." had to hold so truth. Even so, he needed to stay in the air for what he was planning to do. Placing his knife away, Jojha held his hand over his blade, and suddenly began casting an Anguish spell over it. He knew it's armour was too thick for any of his weaponry to hurt it, so instead he would need to get a bit creative. The Anguish spell would allow him to at least break through that armour, even if he couldn't hurt it.

"Keep going like that, and you might be able to kill it with your dangerously blunt sarcasm." Jojha mentioned under his breath as he focused on staying up in the air, while casting his spell on it. "Sniper, if you can, try and get the drake underneath me, will you?"