Ziah gritted her teeth hard, narrowing her eyes and allowing herself a small, grim smirk. The scratch hurt, and she was sure she'd be feeling it later on. But for now, she could feel her blood rushing to the wound, attacking it, keeping her safe from its effects. She'd survive... hopefully.<br/><br/>Quickly, the tiefling flipped backwards once more, putting more distance between her and the plant. Hopefully it would be one of those more immobile kinds of plants, though she genuinely doubted that was the case. In any event, a few quick flips and rolls brought her out of reach and she landed on one knee, her other arched up to steady her longbow. One deep, yellow-gold eye narrowed as she aimed and let loose, an arrow whizzing towards her target. If it wanted to fight, she'd give it a fight.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>