"Merelli?" she looks back, turning to find her embraced boy moving through the fray.  'A warrior, but not yet ready for the trials of what could come.  Oh Raice.'<br/><br/>Iln felt the fury take her again.  How dare they come after Merelli and her son again!?  Iln took to the skies once more, diving in the middle of the group going after Merelli with a fury, stopping blade and cultist alike, snapping at their heads.  She leaped back when she saw she was about to be overcome, flinging the daggers into chests and necks.  She roared again, showing her answer to Merelli.<br/><br/>It was then that she saw these cultists would attack until they were dead to the last, the true ones at least.  Iln lowered quickly, eating two Cultists before lifting a third by the leg, looking and smirking, then suddenly brought the dead cultist down on one of it's companions, cracking open it's head.  She snapped forward, kicking a large sword out of ones hands and swinging the cultist body into the others.  She was using the cultists body as a 200 pound club!  Even minor hits would break and sprain the oppisition.<br/><br/>"Here I am, Cultists.  I am Iln, Platinum Dragoness!"  She let out another roar,  surging into the fray, using their bodies against them.