<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;">Swallow Attempt (1d20 + 16): 10 + 16 = 26 vs. DC 21; Pass: the slime demon is now in Angel's stomach</div></div></div><br/><br/>Angel manages some semblance of a snarl around the demon in her mouth as its sister's claws pierce her skin. With any luck the human beside her should be able to keep it busy so that it'll stop hounding her. If not, well, Angel's eyes glance over to where Alyssa appears to be making a beeline towards them. It seems that there will soon be reinforcements.<br/><br/>But for the moment there's a more immediate matter to attend to. Angel continues her retreat, dragging her prey with her as she takes another step away from the attacking demon. Once she's safely out of its reach she suddenly makes a forceful gulp, catching the demon in her mouth off guards. Despite her wounds she can't help but grin at how the slimy coating makes it go down that much smoother as it slides down her throat and into her stomach. Although the demon disappears from view, its location is made fully known to those near Angel as her gut swells outward to accompany it. She takes a moment to run a hand across the now-exposed flesh of her stomach as she reflects on how much she would love to stop and enjoy this moment, but then realizes that will have to wait. For now there are more pressing matters. She fumbles through the collection of vials attached to her belt, finally finding the one she's looking for and getting ready to down it.<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;">Angel uses her move action to pull out an extract of Cure Moderate Wounds</div></div></div>