The power hits him like a floodtide, surrounding him, weighing in on him, particularly in the area of his head. At once, his head begins to feel like it’s being attacked by twelve mad dwarfs swinging warhammers. It’s very distracting. The spell seems intended to confuse his mind or possibly to crush his will. It’s powerful, too. Bandit guesses that Phalen isn’t familiar with any of the explosive, fireballing, shock-wave-producing, pyrotechnical spells one sometimes encounters in the streets. Good thing.