Though the stone she threw hit nothing but the floor, it soon became obvious that Ayariel had still managed to set something off, for she saw two pairs of eyes begin to glow from one of the darker corners of the room. Steps were taken that sounded like some kind of metal grinding into stone, spikes sinking and cracking into the floor. They were rapid, and as the steps came, the eyes rose up to nearly twelve feet. Although the sounds of the steps came at a quick pace, the figure moved much slower than such fast sounds would suggest; without stepping into the light, the four eyes glowed red for just a second before launching a searingly hot beam in Aya's direction. Luckily, it only grazed her sleeve, thanks to the awkwardness of its aim when it stood, but the bit of cloth that it snagged was completely disintegrated, baring far more of her arm than she would have liked.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>