Amidst the fighting, Delia's song continues unabated. To say her voice was 'angelic' might not be too far off of the mark, despite her obvious infernal origins. Sweet and soft, her voice nonetheless carries through the confined quarters of the hallway surprisingly well, only drowned out by the din of combat taking place before her. Even Mona's spell - something that would normally give Delia some pause - does not cause a cease in the music, though Delia does cast a strange sidelong glance at the woman out of the corner of her eyes. A...spell of seduction? Or something else similar. Either way, it proved to be a good, quick way of getting rid of the rat-man before he could scamper off and warn the rest of the ship. Well, whatever portion was not warned by the din of combat coming from the narrow hallway.<br/><br/>When Xarius finishes off the ratling with a quick slash across his abdomen, Delia smirks faintly. It wasn't a killing blow, it looked like...good. If he survived, she could...'recruit' him to continue cleaning the ship and tending to the survivors. After all, they'd still need someone to tidy up. Or, he could prove to be a rather delectable mid-journey snack, if they ended up traveling too terribly far in one direction or another.<br/><br/>The rat-man pushed from her thoughts, Delia watches as Chira soundly smashes herself into one of the shielded warriors, while the other comes under swift assault from Xarius. Quick and brutal - she had to admit, she liked it. Of course, she WAS uncomfortably close to it, she much preferred to view things from a greater distance, but...well, there was a certain thrill to seeing blood spilled so very close.<br/><br/>Except when that blood was from one of her own. The nasty-looking stab that neatly skewers Chira doesn't quite cause a falter in Delia's song, but she does briefly lower the octave just slightly. She could tell it had wounded the centaur horribly, and as much as she felt weakened from many weeks of not having her fill of..well, food fit for a succubus, the circumstances prompted her to be a little less stingy with what little remaining energy she had left. Against her better judgement, Delia darts forward and places her hand upon Chira's flank once more,  her song dropping to what almost felt like a soft whisper, just barely audible in her allies' ears...<br/><br/>The effects were instant.<br/><br/>Whereas the first time Chira had felt the healing energy that flowed from Delia's fingertips, it had been pleasant...this time, it's almost enough to make the centaur's knees buckle. Whilst it did not completely mask the burning pain from the nasty stab-wound that neatly split where her centaur and human half connected, alongside that burn came an incredibly soothing sensation, one that made every nerve in the centaur's body veritably dance in pleasure. It was like a soothing massage and a hot bath all mingled into one, and while the sensation largely focused on the area around the centaur's wound, the pleasant tingles rippled throughout every extremity. Little by little, the nasty-looking wound began to close, healing from the inside out. It was not a complete fix, but it had gone a long way to making the big horse-woman able to stand a little more solidly...<br/><br/>"There there, dear...Let me fix that for you..."<br/><br/>((<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/412609">Heal light horsies!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d8+5</span><span style="font-weight: bold">9</span><br/><br/>Delia moves forward behind Chira and touches her<br/>Chira is healed for 9 damage ))<br/><br/><br/><br/>(( Delia Stats<br/>Will maintain the song too!<br/><br/>AC - 15<br/>HP - 52<br/>CMD - 20<br/>CMD (Grapple) - 23  ))