Though the hezrou fell, it did not land where Elta had hoped, falling at the nabassu's feet rather than on its head. With her first swing, Elta struck the hezrou about its head, and the demon was dizzied immensely and immediately. Her next two swings made contact with the nabassu, and though one of them was little more than a glancing blow, the last struck hard and true, and elicited a screech of pain. The hit was fierce, and a healthy spatter of ichor splashed to the floor. In return, the nabassu reached out with its knotted claw to gab Elta by the arm, and upon contact she would feel a crackle before a burst of dark energy engulfed her. Her entire body would, for a single moment, feel like it was set on fire before fading away almost immediately.<br/><br/>Gajol, on the other hand, had a mix of good and bad luck, for something about her sword drew the massive blade to the hezrou's neck. Biting through the demon's flesh like it was rancid butter, the thing collapsed to the floor, deteriorating into a mass of mealworms that scrambled away while possible.<br/><br/>((Unholy Blight for the... well, I can't call it win yet, can I? At least you made the save and aren't yakking all over the floor.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>