Unf!<br/><br/>Niada staggered backwards, squeezing her eyes shut before releasing a disturbingly intimidating high-pitched roar of rage. Nobody touched Niada!<br/><br/>The gnome began to growl out the next sequence of draconic syllables, her voice like that of a cat in heat as she sent a pair of those same screaming, magical missiles into the orc who had struck her. He didn't deserve a peaceful death... no... no, he deserved no such thing.<br/><br/>Breathing heavily, the gnome stepped over the fresh corpse, driving her claws into his throat before moving on to the three sleeping bodies. Each one was dispatched in the same way -- a savage raking of tiny claws against each throat, spilling their blood and leaving them to drain out. Now, it was time to see what that was that had fallen... and distracted her.<br/><br/>((Two Magic Missiles, coup de grace on everyone.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>