Eleonora shrieked when she felt the liquid limb hit her from behind. She had totally been oblivious to the second attack and she staggered forward as her armor fell half detached from her torso. A stinging pain came from her back where the creature had bruised her skin. She gasped for air and tried to compose herself as quickly as possible. She managed to stay on her feet and she turned back towards the limb.<strong>“By the maker, that was close…”</strong>She swore to herself. She wasn’t acting very wisely, not if she wanted to survive this. She needed to get out of here, out of its reach. She kept the dagger and Scimitar in a V-shape out in front of her, hoping to deflect any attack that might fly towards her. Then she let her Scimitar descend into the translucent watery limb a second time, not in the hope of defeating the beast but getting away from it long enough to reach the door. She saw the metal slide through the water with ease and she raced past it, hoping her effort would be enough to escape this room.<br/><br/><hr/><em><br/>Dice roll: 10</em>:-\<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;">(not very good, is it?)</span>