Ilns claw pressed into the chest of one she had stunned, ripping weapons from him with or without his hands, pulling him up and felt him slide down into her eager belly, wing gripping the other and pulling the next over.  She looked into this ones eyes, a female, and didn't care to have this one rebel, snapped her neck and disarmed her, scarfing her down without pause.  She was gulping them down in mere seconds, showing her powerful fangs and growling.<br/><br/>The next one, she pulled the weapons away for a full squirming meal, gulping this one down and screeched out, shaking her head and snarled.  She lowered under a blade, foot claws piercing it's neck and cutting it's spine, making it fall.  She pulled herself up and grinned, then pulled the sword into her hand, then turned, throwing it like one would throw a dagger, impaling two through the stomach.  She blocked a pick, hissing and gripped this ones neck, ripping the pick away, finding throwing daggers and pulled it off, sniffing the struggling fur, finding something odd and pulled it off, "..100%? Hmmmph."  She used her wing to roll it to the medics.<br/><br/>She growled at this one, when she realized her arm was bleeding from the pick, and quickly swallowed him whole, digesting quickly, her healing kicking into full gear with her metabolism, lifting her head and suddenly doing a high pitched roar.  Slamming both her clawed feet into the ground, her belly already looking smaller than it should have.  She then lifted her head, throwing it down and several balls of odd glowing light suddenly launched into the main fray. She covered her eyes with her wings a split second before the Cultists were blinded.<br/><br/>As she stuffed herself silly with several more, she froze, her body closer to being fully healed than ever, her belly surging from the meal being gulped down when she sensed it.  Her nose told of it, and she shook.  She then sniffed hard, the scent of one she knew very well.  She suddenly lifted her head and screeched what could only be considered a roar of true rage.  She jumped high into the air, wings fully spread and she dove in, rending heads in two with her claws as her strength seemed to quadruple in that instant, pulling two up, crushing their heads and dropping them like bombs on their comrades, diving in on that form she knew.  She dove with fury, ripping the spine out of a form about to try a skewering charge on the form and leaped over, landing near the form.<br/><br/>She sniffed, looking him over and came over in a stride, suddenly wrapping her arms around him gently.  She then looked back and her mouth opened, charged with violent lightning, tazering anyone foolish enough to get too close.<br/><br/>"Raice..my Sword Orchid..you're ok.."  Iln murred, looking him over gently.