The Merc also became intimately familiar with scorpions and their abilities.
A stocky, hirsute human with a reindeer's head and wearing a loincloth comes into the arena to 60N0E. He says, "It sure is hot in here. I think I should do something about that." The temperature surrounding Blitzen immediately drops. "Oh, dear (pun intended), that scorpion looks dangerous. I better defend myself." Total defense.
Once the scorpion gets within ten feet, 5-foot step (if not grabbed) and breathe at it every round. Once grabbed, keep breathing until one of us is dead. Also, every round make the temperature drop. Time compression, please.