Scanning the room with her golden eyes, Aviana soon finds them settling on those of the drider. Frozen in paralysis the dragon girl can only imagine what may be going through the arachnid girl's head right now. Immobilized, unable to move, to defend yourself, or even have a say in what was going on around you, only able to look on as a smaller being prepared to make a meal of you. Whether she was willing to admit it or not, Aviana could see the silent plea in her eyes, an unspoken, plea for help... Or at least that's how the dragon girl interpreted it. For no matter how proud, or arrogant, or unfriendly one was, being made a meal of a demon inhabiting the body of one of your previous allies was not a way the dragon girl would wish anyone to go. As such she had all but made up her mind already as the male warrior takes a step toward her, snarling menacingly, though speaking not a word. A part of her wondered if the demons possessing them where even capable of speech, so far gone did they appear mentally that they were almost bestial in nature, despite the attractive and aluring elven shells they possessed.<br/><br/>The twang of bows causes her ears to perk, Aviana's long radiant hair shimmering in the dim glow of the cavern as she quickly turns her head. Noting how another arrow strike is all but ignored by their possessed opponents. Their toughness was surely nothing to scoff and, and Aviana realizes she'd have to do a lot more than simply calling out to them to get a proper response... no she needed to act to get the female warrior's attention it seemed. With her male companion positioned in between herself and the drider, the most immediate path in doing so went through him. She'd need to make short work of him too if she wanted to stand any chance, if one strike was all it took to immobilize a drider, Aviana can only imagine how deep the trouble she'd be in were both male and female to begin swinging at her.<br/><br/>A silence fills the room, as none seem brave enough to speak up after Aviana had issued her challenge, aside from the sound of bows and the demonic snarl from the male, not even the cute elven archer along side can muster up the words to say, as she opens her mouth to speak, only to close it just as quickly. Aviana can tell she was searching for the words in her head to sway the dragon girl to their side, perhaps too proud to openly ask for help even. Aviana merely nods knowingly to her, as she had made up her mind to do what she could to intervene... after all, the thought of leaving these possessed individuals free to roam the underdark while they still had business in the area, was not one that sat well in her mind.<br/><br/>Before she can mount any form of attack however, a jerking, unnatural motion from the cloaked figure draw's Alura's gaze. As if the pose it was making was uncomfortable enough, the sound of it's voice and the words that it utters were grating to the dragoness' ears. "lizard?" Aviana huffs, crossing her arms beneath her chest, hefting up her ample breasts that threaten to spill from the protective confines for what barely passed for arming,  in the process. "I've more skin than scales..." she mutters, as her revealing attire clearly displayed. Her tail flicking swiftly behind her, black scaled wings, coupled with the cute little horns that adorned her head, made it clear to most her blood was draconic in nature.  Aviana taking the cloaked beings comment as nothing more than an insult. "The only belly that devours all around here is Mikus...." she snaps back with a happy little smile at the mere thought of the catgirl. "Besides, I rather like it down here, this room in particular is quite pretty, and being surrounded by so many attractive elves to boot." she adds, shooting a little smirk in the direction of the archer that'd moved into a position to cover her.  The sudden change in posture and pitch from the cloaked figure is not lost on Aviana, as she picks up on the softer, sensual voice that follows. Though what she says makes little sense to the dragon girl in the moment, and she merely shrugs and casts her gaze on the male warrior before her.<br/><br/>"Besides.... I don't very much like being ignored....in fact I find it down right rude!" she calls out, as she rushes forward, blade raised high as she channels magical energy into the glimmering black blade. Currents of electricity dance and shimmer across the swords surface, as the cutting edge takes on a deep red and baleful glow. Aviana awakening many of her abilities at once, as she wished to cut down her first adversary as quickly as possible, lest she risk being quickly outnumbered in the event her allies did not come to join in the combat. At first glance it appears she aims to rush right past the male warrior with his guard clearly held. Moving as if she intends to rush straight at the female, "Last chance to let the drider go..." she calls out, acting as if she were readying herself to cut her down while she was otherwise distracted. Yet just as she moves to step past the male, the dragon girl spins on her heals, arcing her scimitar around at the last second to cleave into the warrior's unprotected flank. Her sword strikes and the male's body is wracked with electric energy as the blade bites deep, embedding itself into his flesh leaving a grievous wound, that, if he yet remains standing would prove deadly on it's own if not mended quickly.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Aviana<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Moving in to attack the male warrior with a spell strike intensified shocking grasp. Followed up by an immediate action to activate arcane edge which will cause 5 points of bleed dmg if he survives. <br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/403381">Spell resistance</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+12</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">27</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/403382">spellstrike</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+23</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">43</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/403384">spellstrike crit confirm</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+23</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">29</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/403387">intensified shocking strike dmg (crit)</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">22d6+42</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">118</span><br/><br/>assuming a 29 is enough to hit that should be 118 +5 bleed damage in total.</div></div></div>