The bard, invisible, smirks when she sees him 'miss' with the ice storm, then drops a Suggestion spell on him, calling out, though she attempts to throw her voice to several feet away, "I suggest you lie down and make no further actions!"<br/><br/>The monks valiantly try to fight back against the elementals; they have high defenses, and are hard to hit, but they're effectively outnumbered, now. The cleric attempts to dart out of the icestorm, while the scorpion, badly injured, rushes the real him.