Aidan nearly choked on the taste, he knew he can't do much damage in this form to a demon, and a cone of<i>sleep</i>* would hit Inyrra, and there was'nt much time to change tactics. Instead, he maneuvered around the Rutterkin, seting him up for the perfect flank for Inyrra. Again he lashed out at the Rutterkin, tasting the foul flesh and bile.<i>urrgh, gotta love my job</i>he thought wryly to himself.<br/><br/>(*outsiders don't seem to be immune to sleep affects, strange, but i never noticed that...)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>