As Undol’s bolts flew into the Leopardfolk’s left eye, he began reaching for the lever on his crossbow to prepare another shot. However…Spike, the strange looking orc he had been acquainted with earlier, pulled the leopard into a grapple by his throat, overwhelming him with his sheer physical power.<br/><br/>It would be futile to try to aim at something like that; the threat was minimized, Undol thought to himself…the Lilliputian man became aware of the adrenaline pumping through his body. He had been reacting on 90% instinct for the past six seconds. The Lilliputian quickly noticed that his clothes were off a bit, his blond hair was messed up, his body ached slightly -- reminders of the life-threatening situation in the overwhelming grip of the demon-like woman had been in just a moment ago.<br/><br/>Undol glanced down, realizing where he was, seeing a cat-like ear in front of him. He had climbed up onto Mirana’s head and shot at the Leopardfolk, he realized. Undol felt a sinking feeling in his stomach. Though it was a good thing to try to incapacitate the Leopardfolk man, but there were others here who could take care of that…he may have drawn unwanted attention towards Mirana.<br/><br/>Undol began to feel his ride below him begin to bounce as his Nekojin companion took a few steps back. "Undol..." the woman below him whispers, "She ate her....wow..."<br/><br/>He turned his head to look over at the Kitsune woman he had made the acquaintance of not too long ago. He hadn’t even noticed her battle – her middle was enlarged, obviously with a fresh meal. The tiefling woman was no longer around…it was pretty clear what had happened. In the short time that had passed, the frightening being who had been about to devour him with a mouth that seemed small from a distance, monstrous from up close, was devoured by someone else. Undol laughed nervously. “Ha ha…I’m really going to have to borrow a scroll from a sorcerer sometime with some sort of spell that’ll help me out of that sort of situation…” he remarked to himself quietly, though Mirana would be able to clearly hear him from where he was.<br/><br/>If he hadn’t escaped from the demon-like woman before, no trace of the Lilliputian would have existed to anyone outside of her thin waist, unlike the obvious signs there were from her being in the Kitsune’s own stomach. Thinking about it more only made him more nervous; it made very aware of his own mortality. He decided to try to not think about it, but the bulge on Lillium’s middle screamed out from him even from the corner of his eye with both a frightening and fascinating charm.<br/><br/>Something was strange, though. Why had the chef in the kitchen been attacked? Undol paused for a moment to listen for anything suspicious. (Move action listen: 1d20 + 9: 13 + 9 = 22)<br/><br/>He heard Mirana lift up a pot or skillet of some kind below him. He turned his attention after the few seconds he had spent thinking towards the Leopardfolk man again. He aimed his repeating crossbow at the leopard-man, pulling the lever back and forth to load another bolt, ready to fire if he escaped from the orc’s grasp somehow. (Ready standard action: Fire crossbow at leopard if he breaks out of the grapple and is still hostile) “Don’t even think of trying to get involved in any fights, Mirana,” he quickly whispered into the ear he was next to, his athletic body tensing with crossbow in hand as he prepared for possibly more conflict, “I’ll keep you safe – also, it looks like those other two are our friends, so don’t worry about a thing.”