Aryn readied her bow and began to creep past the columns. The wolf was nowhere in sight, and she didn't hear any sounds of battle, so presumably the beast was still searching. The large columns made the room a nightmare to spot anything, with each column an easy place to hide behind.<br/><br/>As Aryn crept, though, she caught movement out of the corner of her eye. Turning quickly, she saw the red-haired warrior passing between two columns. The woman moved slowly and she looked angry, shaking her head vigorously as though something were wrong.<br/><br/>----------<br/><br/>Morgash moved swiftly, trying to slip his leg behind Luix and grip his arm for a throw. The warrior moved quickly, though, shifting to the side to avoid the hobgoblin's leg while bringing the flail around. Morgash slipped his arm forward to smother the attacker's arm, but it was too late. The spiked ball of the flail swung around and struck the hobgoblin on the shoulder, sending lances of pain through him as he staggered to the side.<br/><br/>The warrior moved with speed, continuing the momentum of his first strike into a second, landing in Morgash's belly, nearly doubling him over. The hobgoblin's shoulder throbbed intensely, the strike nearly breaking his bones.