The amount of damage that the rutterkin had sustained was impressive and Inyrra watched in horror at it attacked Aya. The tiefling leapt over an intervening pew and lashed out at its exposed back trying to finish the vile thing off with two precisely placed strikes, again up under the ribs. She softly prayed that it would just flop to the ground dead and not thrash around for fear that its weapon would only tear at Aya more. She largely ignored the dretches, though not to the point of not being aware that they were there. The bigger demon was definitely more of a concern for her at the moment.<br/><br/>(shotpost is short i know)<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>