So 8 and 6 damage, for a total of 14, dropping you to 7.
Mog embeds his sword in the wood at Quillathe's feet, and as he falls back to the ground at the base of the tree, Quillathe's bladed whip snakes down and momentarily wraps around his throat, then pulls away, leaving a bloody streak. The half-Orc's fury keeps him from falling despite a wound that should kill him, and Quillathe hesitates, wondering if she can stop the brute.
"Surrender?" she says, hesitantly. She can only hope that her perch will defend her again.
(Quillathe's AC is just 27 right now.)