Stella took half a step before coming to complete stop as the tendril took hold, spreading a numbness from where it touched her. Cursing under her breath, she pulled one of her daggers and took a swipe at the green line, while at the same shouting out,<strong>"Trouble"</strong>, to those down the passageway. Her swing didn't have a lot of strength behind it, though. The combination of the sudden weakness sweeping through her, and the offbalance position she had to strike from stealing any power it might have had.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Fort: 2+5 = 7<br/>Attack: 17 + 5 = 22, 1d4-1 = 1<br/>FYI, when I move less than 40' in a round, my AC drops by two. Less than 10', another 2. (To 21 armoured, 16 touch)