"You are hindered by your armor, Alhanda." the sneer was talked to from minor experience.  He had parried her blade, now hilt guard to blade, looking down into her eyes.  He smirks, jumping back as she was about to use leverage and weight to get the blade out of his hands.<br/><br/>'Why did I take this out anyway?  I did not find that Slayer woman who is a friend to Baz..'<br/><br/>He clacked the flat of the blade against her head as he gripped the others weapon in his claws, snorting and slowly grinning, a flamming ball speeding from his maw and smashing into the wall, bursting into fire and beginning to turn things very hot.  Soon, that armor would be an oven to Alhanda, searing her bodily.<br/>He then looked to her blade and knew he hadn't worked on his claws grooming as cracks appeared on it.  He'd have to deal with it later.<br/>"How long can you last in an oven, Alhanda?  This is what it will soon be."<br/>He grinned down at the wolfen leader of this place.  Things had just gotten interesting alright.  He pushed off, finding her blade still in her hand.  She had a death grip on the weapon from both fear, and loathing.<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>"Raice!  What are you doing?" Iln was trying to move on her vast belly to where she felt Merelli, hissing to the air, arms outstreched toward the way.<br/>"Merelli is dieing!  Raice, I can't move!  Go!  Take Soldiers with you and light!"<br/><br/>Ilns mouth discharged a light flare of energy in the form of a light that fizzled out after several seconds.  She was in distress over Merelli.