Inyrra leapt to Gajol's aid immediately. Her swords appeared in her hands as if from nowhere and she stalked forward, eyeing up their adversaries, noting joints and soft spots that would debilitate and kill. She knew demons were tough, but physical manifestations had physical weaknesses and those she knew very well. A predatory smile curved her soft lips. Gajol made a VERY good distraction and not one of the demons noticed her approach until her blades bit into the first dretch. The small demon dropped with barely a sound, two stab sounds coming up under his ribs. Thick demonic ichor dripped from her blades as she stocked forward again, her eyes locked on the remaining rutterkin. Her eyes were bright with the thrill of sending demons back to the Abyss. This was her calling and she did it well. The two blades sliced into either side of the misshapen beast's neck, almost severing the head and again the beast went down. She was beginning to think this might just be too easy. That worried her greatly as things were almost never what they seemed.<br/><br/>(So I rolled backstab damage, and fairly easily dispatched those two)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>