Celris had hesitantly followed breathing out her mouth to avoid the worst of the stench, but unfortunately she would probably taste it for days. As they approached it, she pressed herself closer and closer to the Rhenho, as Osbourne flew low to the ground with them, halberd in hand.<br/>When her Rhenho halted Celris eyed the pile of sand with hostile suspicion, when it moved she pulled on her gloves and growled.<br/>Osbourne fluttered over the pile, and launched himself higher when the giant serpent erupted. He watched as it's rising head almost barreled into his legs. That was it for flying low. Osbourne readied his weapon and retreated to the party.<br/>Celris gagged at it's stench, and pulled her cloak up over her mouth, eyes watering. Despite the disgust, her entire body was tense, and the adrenaline was starting to surge, though she would never admit it, from fear.<br/>She staggered up next to Crane, shoving her instincts aside and refusing to flee.<br/>Osbourne landed delicately and examined the beast. "Of course. One wold not expect another to fight this alone."<br/>Celris growled at his light tone and bared her feet and fists at the serpent.