(Now you're thinking with Portals.)<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1pt;">The cake is a lie.</span><br/><br/>Cerul gasps, as the world around her shifts, dropping to her knees in the safety of her companions... though they're not entirely safe, yet. She winces at her wounds; vicious bites, deep into her skin. Maura immediately begins channeling her best healing spells, closing the wounds, most of them, anyway. Daminor continues playing, though a worried note enters the tune, as he glances towards his wounded companion.<br/><br/>The hydra hisses furiously, struggling against the roots and vines, but to no avail.