You are done with the chant.
You draw doorframes in the air and utter (dimension door)
You poke yourself in the eye and your spell misfires.
Something scary happened!
You feel drained.
You feel like you just saved some spell points!
hp: 696 (696) [] sp: -1418 (1092) [-1957] ep: 237 (237)

Pretty much sums up the day's luck. 2 exp parties in the afternoon with
quite literally one high pr every 3-4 mobs. Love how those accumulate
over the day, makes offtank exp so very much fun in afternoon my
time. A -2000 sp fumble to top it off. Fun times.