There was nothing in the air.  Tobin had, for all intents and purposes, up and vanished.  So had Raffael, it seemed.  It appeared that the only life around was the party and their one remaining hostage.  Ter'ra's hungry belly would have to wait for a more exquisite meal.<br/><br/>Taizee's chainmail was, in fact, damaged, though not irreparably or too badly.  It would still serve in a decently defensive capacity.  Weaving repaired rings into it wouldn't be too hard for a professional, but it would not be possible in the field.<br/><br/>(Taizee's chainmail now provides only +4 to AC, but it gains an extra +1 to maximum dexterity bonus.  Since that's very useful to the deep sea mermaid on dry land.)<br/><br/>Once in Abylus's belly, the elf's struggles slowly came to a halt.  She struggled for a good few seconds, but eventually she seemed to settle down, lying completely still inside the fleshy sack.  Nothing could be heard from her except for heavy breathing.  She didn't answer Abylus's questions, but as Abylus put her hands on her stomach, the elf seemed to tense up.  When Mika slouched down to put her ear on Abylus's tummy, though, she'd had enough.  One quick kick out pushed Mika's head away.  Then she put her feet under her and pushed upwards, managing to tear the sphincter of the stomach open again as she forced her way up and out with the grace of a bull.<br/><br/>(19!)