Synys easily manages the sword-wielder's attacks as the realization that she's the only one of their group not currently inside, or soon to be inside, one of the kitsune's allies sets on the girl and her panic rises.  The fox can see her opportunity, her eyes catch approaching movement.  The lamia.  She pauses, giving way for the serpent's own obvious intentions partially out of a unique for of camaraderie, and partially because she isn't quite sure how Linda might react to watch the last available meal snatched from her.  Instead she just swings her spear around at the girl again, though mostly just to keep her occupied.  "Sorry about that; guess that wasn't he best decision," she replies to the girl's wail with a shrug.  Not much else to say about it.<br/>[Attack is a 17 this time.  Woot. x3<br/>Damage:  1d8+2  7]<br/><br/>Dusk has no intentions of giving up her own meal, regardless of the woman already struggling against her stomach.  Even as she takes hold of her second she can feel Laryn's strength fading as the human is forced to give in and accept her fate.  Her underbelly lowly stops its shaking and the extra bulges slowly weaken until almost ceasing altogether.  Dusk can tell her meal is still alive - for now -, but certainly unable to continue her attempts at escape.  Dusk's attention returns fully to the woman trapped under her forepaws.<br/>[Swallow check:  28+]<br/>The feline doesn't waste a moment, opening her jaws wide and scooping up the scythe woman's head and then pushing further.  She releases the pressure from her paws as a her throat takes over,<span style="font-style: italic">gulp</span>s echoing around her prey loudly.  She easily continues to maneuver her second course and work her rapidly down her gullet.  It's even easier with her body having already prepared with the first human and in no time at all her lips seal around the warrior's feat and a final wet swallow allows her passage down the panther's esophagus and into her belly to join her friend.  Her tummy bulges out even more and hangs a little less than halfway to the ground, but she's not phased in the least.  She, like Synys, would have gladly turned and tried to finish her afternoon meal with a third course, but a message from the fox atop her makes her stop.  She's had enough for now.  With her stomach appeased, roiling dangerously around her two 'guests', she casually starts to walk after the other two she notes continuing on their way, accepting any last attack the sword woman wishes to make.