The eldritch beholder clamped his mouth shut, preventing Emris from coming out. This was the first time her opponent purposefully ran into her mouth. She would teach this foolish mage what a folly that was.
Inside the eldritch beholder's body, Emris didn't panic. He didn't barge into here with the thought of going back out. He was ready to use his life in exchange for causing enough damage to the eldritch beholder. It didn't mean he was noble or something, he dared to do this because he knew his life was protected by the revival pool.
Yet, it seemed like he had overestimated his survivability inside the eldritch beholder's body. He wouldn't be able to do meaningful damage with how fast his HP was dropping. Since it was so, he decided to just focus on one spell.