She was fine. The girl was already stumbling to her feet. She was lucky, considering that hit could have easily K/O'd her if she was any less healed than she was. Sucky defense for a caster, but at least she already had four or so spells at her disposal at her level. Not too bad.

"I'm fine. Really, the epitome of the word. Just --" She stumbled to her feet, feeling her hands contort the ground while her energy dispelled from her form. The ground rumbled under the goblin, giving enough footing for him to stumble back onto his back. Can't stand while there's an earthquake, bitch. She was messy with her deliverance, groaning between her teeth. But, with the goblin tipped over -- his head was ready for the literal chopping block.

Go Dirk.

Do the slicey thing.