Elta  snarls and tugs at the arms of the Hezrou that lunged in her direction. She tries her best to angle her body back, she jerks the creatures arms back -hard- and starts to put all her energy into turning her body to the right.  She yanks hard to bring the creature with her and 'toss' the creature back at the injured nabassu. The spin has enough momentum, that even if it doesn't send the creature flying towards the greater demon, it knocks Elta to the ground. She pushes up against the dirt, her aching muscles screaming at her as she gets to her feet.  She checks the Nabassu out of the corner of her eye, unsure if it's blinded still or not.  She opts to look down at her feet and make a beeline for the creature, swinging her mace wildly as she propels her self towards the beast.<br/><br/>In her mind she know's there's a good c chance this isn't going to end well for her -but...if she could help take the thing out and let Gajol and the rest of these...interesting...people continue their journey, it wouldn't be a total loss.<br/><br/>Elta swings wildly, once in  horizontal motion, the next  from the floor rising upwards in a slashing uppercut-motion, and the last she spins around, eyes slammed shut as she tries to make contact with -Something- and her mace.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>