Ancalagon stops playing, and tries to step back a bit, casting a quicked lightning bolt, and trying to fry her with his fire breath. The spell and breath splash across the still kneeling people, but that is not his concern, at least at the moment.<br/><br/>[Lightning bolt, Quickened = 42 DC 22 Reflex for half.<br/>Breath Weapon = 32, DC 22 Reflex for half.]<br/>(Dude, that one attack routine dropped him over half health. OUCHIE!)