This was getting pathetic -- more and more Ziah was embarrassing herself, charging in blind to a deadly situation, and now bleeding and tangling with a bloody vine while it continued to feed on its victim, as if the ranger were no more than a nuisance. That had to change.<br/><br/>Snarling, the tiefling lifted one foot up, kicking backwards and yanking her flail from the creature's "arm", twisting rapidly into a quick circle and slashing the flail outward, digging the spiky metal head into the flower's tough, vegetable flesh. It wasn't the best hit but it would have to do, if she could just get it to let the girl go she could use her bow again....<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>