The two of them are immediately grabbed, and begin struggling furiously against the grasping tentacles. "The Scourge of the Sand shall cut you down!" she bellows, as she casts a spell, ripping free of the grasping tentacles and holding them at bay with her secondary hands, as an ethereal-looking scimitar appears in the air, and darts towards her.<br/><br/>(Spiritual Weapon, sadly misses with only a 15.)