With little hesitation, Morgash the hobgoblin took off at a run for the western flight of stairs. He moved with incredible speed, dashing through the room. He steered clear of the chains. Nevertheless, the chains didn't steer clear of him.<br/><br/>As Morgash moved, one of the chains suddenly recoiled upward like a serpent, then struck toward him. The chain hit his arm and began to coil around it. Morgash spun about and, with a clever flick of his arm, twirled free of the entangling chain.<br/><br/>Morgash hit the bottom step of the stairs and dashed up, nearly leaping his way up the stairs.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Aryn had pulled a small feather from a pouch at her side and was waving it as she chanted, her black dress wafting slowly.<br/><br/>Morgash felt the now-familiar tickle at the base of his skull as magic reached out to him. He used his training to make his mind a maze, though, the power failing to find the proper place in his brain.<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/>Dusek did nothing but stand his ground, apparently watching the red-haired warrior across the room. She also stood her ground, looking angry in her chainmail bikini, warily watching the others.<br/><br/>A chain hanging down from the ceiling behind Red did not stand still, but began to stir and move toward the woman, sliding between her legs.<br/><br/>"What the hell?" Red suddenly cried as she felt the chain wrapping around her legs.<br/><br/>Moving quickly, Red jumped and kicked, shaking the chain off. She leapt to the side, eyes wide as she kept her eye on the offending chain.<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/>Alissia stood where she was, watching as the battle began to unfold. She loaded her crossbow with a bolt, snapping it firmly in place.