Shula's tail whipped back and forth in anticipation, her body tense and rigid. She sized up her competitors, blowing smoke from her nose in a huff as her eyes landed on the bird demon. She couldn't help but think burning off it's scraggly looking feathers would be pretty easy. It looked comparatively weak when standing next to his partner, frame lean but thin. She let her eyes ghost over the lizard man; he looked like a bigger challenge. Standing over seven feet tall and with wicked spines jutting from his back he wasn't a creature to be underestimated. He was all muscle, meaty clawed fingers gripping the short sword in his hand. He had a thick tail that looked like it could do some serious damage too- It was basically the equivalent of a club.<br/><br/>Shula nudged Faelan, nodding at the lizard. "Chop that tail off first- it'll throw him off." She muttered. "I got the ratty looking bird demon."<br/><br/>As soon as the horn to start went off the Lizard was the first to jump, holding his sword with a practiced precision. He jutted forward, going right toward's Faelan with an erratic ferocity, thrusting forward. Meanwhile Shula eyed the bird much like a cat would it's prey. She lunged forward, tail whipping out to graze it's self across the birds chest, leaving wicked cuts. The bird jumped back, doing it's best to evade Shula's attacks as she clawed at the creature. It was clear it was just trying to wear her out, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.