"I've only ever heard of them in stories. I'd imagine if we can just inflict enough damage to the body itself, it'll die. You wouldn't happen to have anything explosive, would you?" He frowns, shaking his head. "These damn whispers. I've got a few spells that should at least weaken it, or keep it from spitting at us."

He pauses. "By the way, should things go badly for me, get away from my body as quickly as you can."