The squid raised its bulbous head, the beak dripping with the hobgoblin's blood. Obeying its master, it tumbled off of the ruined body and reached out with its tentacles to move itself along the floor. However, it was slow, very slow, and was laboring to breath in this environment. The creature wasn't going to last much longer.<br/><br/>Somewhere out there among the columns the warrior was lurking and Aryn aimed to find him. She leapt to the next column with a grunt. The distance made for a hardy leap and the surface of the pillars were slippery, so Aryn took care. She leapt again but this time came woefully short of the full jump.<br/><br/>She reached out to try and grasp the pillar as she fell, the spell she had cast earlier to climb the pillars still in effect. However, she tumbled too quickly to get a palm on the marble surface and in a moment she came crashing to the floor with a painful thud. Once again, the sorceress found herself laying flat on the floor, pain throbbing up through her body.<br/><br/>Looking to her side, she saw the squid slowly squirming along, paying her no heed.