The blast from the concoction thrown through the door couldn't seriously harm Silet's body, but the sound still managed to disable her ears, and the sounds of the world left her temporarily.  The dragoon mouthed something, presumably a comment on the enemy.  Silet's eyes stayed at the doorway, noting that the attack had ceased.  The succubus naively poked her head around the corner, only for a crossbow bolt to sail straight through her forehead, thudding into the wall behind her.  She reflexively pulled her head back, dodging a large pouch thrown her way, bursting against the foot of the bed in a cloud of tanglefoot well clear of the three.<br/><br/>"They seem intent on staying there," Silet commented, realizing that the others wouldn't hear her.  After considering her predicament, she rapped against the hardwood floor with the butt of Ceres' knife, using the floor's vibrations to grab their attention.  Sliding the knife back to Ceres, she motioned for the two dragons to move to the back of the room on her mark, before miming a burst of fire and pointing down the hallway.