Mikelo and Soren find that thier minds cannot contain the horrible sound of the cloaker's moan and panick. Throwing thier weapons and fleeing in different directions, they let Ronath and the sword alone on the battlefield. Ronath lashes his sword at the cloaker, only to find he struck one of the mirror images, which dissipates in a small cloud of nothingness. The sword hacks at another image, leaving just two left. They hover backwards for a bit, then one bolts away as fast as it can (about the speed of an average bird [40 walk, 160ft distance]) while the other stands its ground in front of Ronath. The sword disregards the staying cloaker completely and speeds after the escaping one. While it does so, the cloaker in front of Ronath engulfs him in its folds..
Cloaker's grapple:
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