He too scampers away.
"No. It will not follow. It has just been released and is now going to go about gathering strength."
He glances around at what everyone is holding. He approaches a few of the members holding lots of items, particularly Shamad, Kalyani and Swami Durjaya. "Here, let me carry some of that stuff. You'll be able to move much more quickly and I can carry quite a bit more before I am slowed."
After the group has had a chance to run from the temple for a time, he collapses as the acid hits him yet again, taking him to 10% of his total vitality. He lies folded up on the ground for a while, items that he was carrying spewed around him, assuming that none of the rest of the party will come to his aid.
Finally, after a few minutes of lying on the ground, he forces his mind to calm down and he regains his psionic focus. He then uses his mind's power to mend his broken and torn body.
He then contributes the items he was carrying to the communal pile in the camp, and then goes to sit down, leaning back against a tree trunk.
He looks over towards the new Shaman to the group. "So, just what is the Breath of the Devas and why were you looking for it, Sharma?"