"Noooooo!"<br/><br/>Ariel didn't know if anyone could hear her screams from within the ruby of the axe's pommel. She didn't know if the rest of her group even knew she was there.<br/><br/>She deserved it, she supposed. She had attacked first -- not that such an action wasn't long in coming. But she had brought herself here, to Hell itself, and to weep from her immediate defeat would be to show only weakness. Weakness that she had no intention of expressing.<br/><br/>Not knowing what form of magic had trapped her here, she closed her eyes and began to cast. There was no way for her to know if her spell would work, or if she could even cast within her prison... but she had to try.<br/><br/>((Break Enchantment on... myself, I guess.))<br/><br/>Nyanya scratched the back of her massive neck gently, tilting her head to the side and gazing at Zixx. "Sticks? Can I killz?" she grunted, glancing from her indisputable master to the hellish beast that was even larger than her. She turned her glassy blue eyes towards her double axe, thumbing one of the four edges and idly groping herself with her free hand -- despite her occupation as a warrior, the enormous woman's breasts were slightly too large for the armor she had been fitted with. Protesting such things was bad manners, she was pretty sure, but adjustments did have to be made on occasion.<br/><br/>"He looks pretty big, Sticks, should we just hide under a rock or whatever?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>