Ziah reacted as quickly as possible, springing behind a few of the stacked crates and drawing her bow, immediately nocking an arrow and aiming as the creature -- whatever it was -- burbled to life. She held her breath for a long moment, simply observing, though she did quickly put it together that this was the source of the vanishing footsteps.<br/><br/>When the creature's feminine form was revealed, the tiefling arched a brow, scratching the roof of her mouth with her tongue as she pondered. What in the world...?<br/><br/>"I am no mere mortal," the tiefling hissed, trying to exert a tone of confidence -- though, admittedly, she was very much afraid. She couldn't imagine arrows doing much against something made of... well, mud.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>