Erran, still standing where he was after agilely dodging the blow from the other leech-zombie during it's retreat, begins backing off. "You know, next time I get a bad feeling about things, I'm just going to back away before it goes to the Abyss in a handbasket." He shakes his head as he pulls out his light crossbow and makes ready to fire if necessary. "And this, folks, is why sometimes I wish I'd stuck with psionics a little longer than I did."
(( Backing off as quickly as I can, readying my light crossbow just in case ))