Inyrra let out a hiss of pain when she felt the Babau's claws rake across her stomach. Even with the wet feel of blood trickling under her armour her lean body contorted and gracefully avoided the other attacks. That one got to die first for the wounds it inflicted. Melee exploded around her and Gajol charged off. Separating was never the best idea in unfamiliar territory but more immediate threats prevented her from following. She saw the Babau rear up for another attack only to have its head snapped painfully to the side as an orb of energy impacted.<br/><br/>Even in the heat of battle Inyrra could not help but smile at the little comical addition and it worked like a charm. The Babau was distracted which was all that the Tiefling needed to launch herself forward, putting all of her slight weight behind a savage dual thrust into his exposed back. A grim smile curved her soft lips and she hoped that the blow would be enough.<span style="color: indigo">"Back to the Abyss you rotten bastard."</span>She growled when her swords bit in.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>