Mirnea grinned as Gajol got nervous and Elta panicked. Silly cleric. She knew the forces of fiends here were well organized and had a plan. Maybe, just maybe a little chaos would be good here. Mirnea twisted inside her blood, her arteries and veins twirling and changing, she took her knife out as her body began to dance and twist, her own wrist doing the same and slashing out a vein on her on her wrist. The blood spilled out past the threshold of the hole that Elta had fallen through and from that spray, the blood transformed into particles of golden dust, travelling in a twisted line until it landed at the center of the pack of mane that were about to overwhelm Elta, the string of dust finally making contact with the top of one of their heads in the center of the pack and exploding out from there. a shimmering veil of golden dust coated all the mane with a ten foot radius making it extremely difficult for them to see anything.<br/><br/>Mirnea simply grinned at the chaos she unleashed.<br/><br/>(glitterdust, no spell resistance, will negates blindness only, all invisible creatures are a -40 penalty on hide checks)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>