Terror gripped the blackscale, as Alizome's belly<span style="font-style: italic">worked</span>on him. His flesh burned, his eyes and nostrils... the pain was indescribable. Yet he was able to find the strength to claw once more at the warmblooded flesh surrounding him... to no avail. In horror, he realised his last chance might've failed him, and that this slip of an elf's body might be his final resting place... or wherever she chose to<span style="font-style: italic">deposit</span>his remains. There could be no entry to Rhashaak's Hall for one<span style="font-style: italic">digested</span>in such<span style="font-style: italic">humiliating</span>fashion. At least (he thought privately) the elf was not unattractive...<br/><br/>Acted current round: Alizome, Blackscale Alizome's Digesting (BS1), Jules<br/>BS1: remaining HP 4<br/>Alizome remaining HP 11, 1/12 stomach HP remaining