[Actually, yeah a 16 hits xD  Just barely though]<br/><br/>The kitsune has just drawn her weapon and tried to get more battle-ready when another of the ambusher's rushes in from another side.  She catches a glimpse of the approaching movement out of the side of her eye, but she doesn't have enough time to react or dodge.  She takes a slicing blow to the side, but it obviously isn't nearly as effective as it could have been.  The sear of pain makes her wish she had cast her spell earlier, but she's had worse and knows it wouldn't last too long.  She turns to face back at her own attacker, sure the large panther can take care of the scythe wielder.  She doesn't bother with another spell, mostly not wanting to open herself to another attack, but also because it seems they're winning fairly easily.  She doesn't notice Dura's departure, but figures the undead next to her has her covered.  Synys swings her spear out, stabbing at the human to return the wound she received.<br/>[1d20+7  16<br/>If that hits: 1d8+2  4]<br/>She fumbles with her spear a little, accidentally moving it a little off-point, but keeps it mostly on target.  She subconsciously decides it must be because she's not yet used to fighting mounted.<br/><br/>The black feline is only encouraged by her own target's obvious fear.  It must be quite the ordeal to engage a group more powerful than assumed.  Especially after your leader has decided to leave you behind.  She pulls her head free of the chain's somewhat weakened grip and lunges at the human, claws flashing across dangerously as her jaws snap at the second ambusher.<br/>[claws d20+8  25, 24<br/>Damage:  13, 13<br/>Bite: 1d20+8  22<br/>Damage:  12<br/>Grapple check:  1d20+16  31]<br/>Her claws find a dangerous grip across the woman's thigh and the other her waist, leaving ragged slashes as her powerful jaws close around one of her quarry's shoulders.  She notices that the fox has shifted focus, but is sure that one more of the ambusher's wouldn't cause the two much of a problem.  They don't even seem particularly tough, and this coming from a beast trapped in a quasi-real prison for the last 10+ years.  She locks her jaws around the scythe-wielder's shoulder tightly, keeping her in place with very little effort.  At the same time, her groaning stomach starts to churn around the woman struggling against stomach as it<span style="font-style: italic">gurgles</span>.  It seems to take the queue from the girl's struggles and grumbles into action without delay.  She doesn't mind the squirms and movement from the inside: the futile attempts at escape feel rather nice against her powerfully built insides.<br/>[check: 1d20+23  35<br/>Digestion damage: 1d8+7 15 bludgeoning damage and 1d8  8 acid damage (23 total)