Ilvatha smiled as she saw Fael fall victim to another of the arena's traps.  They were both battered and bloody, but the mage was confident she could end the fight, right now.  She stepped forward, raising her sword to stab the fighter before she could stand up...<br/><br/>At 2012-06-19 10:01:06, Ilvatha (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 4 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38742)<br/>At 2012-06-19 10:01:15, Fael (uid: 22369) rolls: 1d20 Result: 10 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=38743)<br/><br/>Unfortunately, she didn't even try to see anything but the fighter.. a mistake she would quickly regret, as her foot stepped on a thin, nearly invisible wire.  Immediately the rustling of leaves could be heard, followed by a trio of sharpened wood stakes shooting down at Ilvatha from one of the trees above her.  She managed to dive, avoiding a lethal blow, but one of the stakes sank right through her good leg, pinning her shin to the ground.  The crowd cheered again as Ilvatha let out a scream of rage and pain before trying to free her leg from the trap.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><br/>Remaining HP:</span><br/>Ilvatha: 2<br/>Fael: 1