"No!" He swore he would stay back but Dorian finds himself rushing forward when the Templar staggers. He catches the man under the arm and helps him stay on his feet, whipping his staff around so the blade slashes across the line of shades, forcing them back. "Stay on your feet, you bastard."

When he feels the Templar his steady again Dorian steps away to give him room to use his sword and shield. He dances around his space, still using his blade on the shades to help cover the Templar.

Lightning sparks at the end of the blade as he drives it through a shade. His curse has spread to the rest of them now, all of them crackling with magic that slowly but surely hurting them.