As soon as Teanna's song ended, and the chamber revealed its true reality, the tiefling nearly gagged at the stench of rot and decay. Once the plated skeletons made their appearance, her throat felt like it was plugged by solid lead and it was only through Igney's magic that she found the wits to duck under the blow of the abomination's jagged blade. She overbalanced and fell on her tail, scurrying back behind a more combat ready ally.<br/><br/>Once safe enough to stand and gather her wits, she raised her rapier and prepared for combat, legs still shaky a bit but slowly gaining her courage. Pointing at the larger skeleton, she quickly channeled her magic in her voice and uttered:<span style="color: #ff00ff">"You call that a swing, you dusty pile of bone? I know chicken bones that put up more of a fight!"</span>she smirked but it soon faded, the mocking, disruptive magic in her word hitting, literally, deaf ears and having no effect.<span style="color: #ff00ff"> "Oh.... That did.. not work as well as i thought...."</span>she gulped and took one more step back, her repertoire of known tricks and magic useless against the fleshless dead soldiers. She resolved to stay in the back and offer the little support she was able to, namely minor comforting words to soothe and heal her allies.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>