[Raistlin didn't remember Erik having teeth like that before, but he didn't have the time to worry about that now. He hurried back, putting a couple yards between him and his attacker. However, he would not run, he decided, that decision firming into more complete resolve when the man told him to run, and he turned, facing him again.]

I will not run. I will fight.

[A bold statement for someone who had been coughing up blood before, and likely would do so again if the mask was removed or if he simply overexerted himself. And Raistlin began speaking in his strange sibilant tongue again, this time reaching into a pouch and pulling out rose petals he'd taken with him when he'd left the Barge and throwing them at Erik's eyes. At full power, this would have knocked him out, but now it would only make him feel tired. Not enough to stop him, but possibly enough to slow him down enough so that Raistlin could get a few attacks in.]