Flinching reflexively as an arrow and a spell fly out at Asulf in quick succession, Teran is reminded that although they've evened out the odds significantly, all of their opponents have ranged capabilities.  Approaching them is going to be something to consider a little more carefully.  Turning, he sees Asulf take cover behind the table and let out a surprisingly piercing howl that seemed to resonate through him.  Feeling an odd sensation of hunger, he suspects that there was more to it than just an attempt to demoralize their foes.<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Deep Gut vore check (1d20 + 7): 19 + 7 = 26<br/>Digestion damage (1d6): 5</div></div></div><br/>However, at the same time Dalin decided to begin squirming within him, and the combination of the two feeling held rather unfortunate consequences for the canine.  His body unconsciously twists itself into  a bend to help push Dalin's body further inside; Teran's innards pulsing constantly around him as he begins to move again.  Pressed up against another internal sphincter, Dalin is again squeezed through a short stretch of what feels like esophagus before being dumped into what feels like a second stomach.  On one hand, there's slightly more room to move, as it stretches through close to half of Teran's lower body.  On the other, it appears that it has been preparing for Dalin's eventual arrival, as he's almost instantly assaulted by a burning sensation that quickly spreads across his body.<br/><br/>Looking down at the squirming bulge as it moves through him before stopping in his larger stomach, Teran can't help but enjoy the impromptu internal massage that Dalin is providing.  Turning back to Sunete, he quickly notices that she's rather engrossed in giving the tiefling halfway down her throat something to remember before making that final plunge downward.  Similarly, Brady is in the middle of dealing with her erstwhile attacker (apparently trying to give him dating advice in the process?).  Settling for Asulf, he slides behind the table until he can talk to him without giving away everything he's saying.  "I'm not sure how many spells that mage has left, but she's likely the priority right now.  We also don't want them getting out of the room.  Take her out and pin the others in the corner, then bring in our larger friends to help clean up?"