[[Sorry about that, I can't quite hit the DC to stand as a free action yet, even with the best of roles.  Oh well.  Keeping the previous tumble to clear the bar, Tumble 5+11: 16 to avoid attacks of opportunity as I race into the kitchen assuming 25 feet is less than the distance from where I was to past the swordswoman]]<br/><br/>Not losing a moment, Spike races along the bar, leaving his staff leaning against it, bouncing off the frame of the kitchen door to twist right over MIrana and the tieflings heads.  Noting Undol already in her grasp, and the bulging belly of the leopard, he was torn in his duty.  Deciding to save the one still outside first, he spun around and threw a punch at the tiefling, his fist glowing golden as he did.<br/>[[Attack: 14+8=22 (about time), Damage 6+5, and if evil<img alt=":lol:" src="./images/smilies/icon_lol.gif" title="Laughing"/>, make a DC 16 Fortitude save vs 1d6-1 Dexterity damage, and a feeling of spreading chill through the body.]]<br/>From behind, a swift blow to her back, the golden glow lingering for a moment on the impact point, would hopefully give Undol a chance to escape.  Turning to the leopard, he shouted, "you're next if you don't bring him back up."