“Decisions relating to survival in depredation situations are the prerogative of a gathergroup’s senior guardsgirl,” Katina hisses at you, “which is me, and not you, an outsider who we<span style="font-style: italic">rescued</span>from enslavement by a Kari and a tigeress. Ishidora had a plan which I felt had a reasonable chance of significantly increasing our chances of survival whilst only slightly decreasing hers,” she pauses, her tail tied tight with yours, and nuzzles into the back of your neck. “You’re a<span style="font-style: italic">big</span>help, but please, it’s my leadership that’s going to get us home,” Katina murmurs - even as it’s Aiyaka leading the group across the chamber.<br/><br/>“Keep close, and don’t stray towards the dripping fluid, and no matter what it does we keep moving, understood?” Aiyaka says, and there’s a chorus of agreement.<br/><br/>It’s not difficult to cross the chamber, picking your way across the brickwork between the puddles, most of which anyway lie beneath the dripping strands. Before you’re even halfway across, the outline of a door has appeared beneath the moss on the far side of the chamber… but, as you close to within a few paces of it, it becomes increasingly clear that it’s<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>a moss-covered door, but rather a patch of moss that from a distance gives the appearance of covering a door, behind which the continuing outline of solid brickwork can be glimpsed…<br/><br/>As you turn, it’s increasingly clear that the dripping is increasing, the occasional drop replaced by regular splashes, and now even formerly dry sections of the ceiling are beginning to drip with fluid, little rivulets now running across the floor, deepening and spreading the existing puddles. From above, there’s a<span style="font-style: italic">rumble</span>...<br/><br/>“T-that’s just the heating of the house or something, right?” Marija mumbles. “That’s why it’s getting a little hot and steamy in here?”<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Resha/Demonette</span><br/><br/>In a flash, the demonette’s eyes snap open, one hand wrapping around the very blade of your sword, even as her foot braces itself against the suddenly flaring power of the binding circle and<span style="font-style: italic">pulls</span>with all its strength… [OOC: result 5… Resha is reduced to 5/7 physical HP, to resist being pulled in - or she can let go of the sword if she wishes for instant victory in this challenge].<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Cyra/Ishidora/Anita/Simona/Beegirl</span><br/><br/>Ishidora shrieks, as the Kari wrenches open the cabinet she had been hiding in, diving out of the cupboard and scurrying between the Kari’s legs. (Result - 5, Cyra reduced to 2/5 physical HP), but Anita shifts, arms spread wide, to block the girl’s passage, even as the Beegirl swoops down and plants a painful sting on Ishidora’s bared behind. (Result 6 Anita, 5 Beegirl, Ishidora reduced to 1 Physical HP to avoid capture). “Don’t forget you promised to let me go if you caught another girl!” Simona shrieks from inside Cyra’s tum… (though, of course, Cyra’s promise had been significantly less comprehensive than that…)