Elea snatched for her dagger - It was a good steel (Well, according to the flavor text!) but it seemed like a pathetically short affair compared to the goblin's barbed spear! As it lunged at her, she realized...She wasn't going to make it! A little gasp pulsed from her lips, as she wrenched the blade up to block, the steel chopping into fire-hardened wood - And with a<em>crack</em>her knife snapped, a shard of blade tumbling away!<br/><br/><em>That's...!</em><br/><br/>Just like that...The durability had shrunk to<em>nothing</em>. Elea was left with the hilt and a stub of the blade, stumbling back a step...Entirely expecting the goblin to skewer her, before she could get a spell off!<br/><br/><em>Magic Miss-</em><br/><br/>But then Juan's sword plunged into the goblin from behind - The greenskin's hideous death-rattle hissing from it's maw, as it thrashed on final time...Black blood leaking from the stab-wound, before it went limp! Elea couldn't help but shudder, her pulse racing...This was a lot more *intense* than she'd been expecting, to tell the truth...!<br/><br/>"I, I..." she husked, her chest heaving - Her emerald eyes so very, very wide! Juan would<em>certainly</em>notice the swell of her bosom, as she clung instinctively to his arm...Leaning against him, just for a moment-! The spear had grazed her, a long, winding strip torn from her side...Revealing a tempting glimpse of the smooth, creamy flesh beneath.<br/><br/>"-I'm all right. J, just - Just a little shaken, that's all..."<br/><br/>Elea's voice trailed off, as she bit her lip...Straightening, s-l-o-w-l-y!<br/><br/>She bent from the waist, reaching down to reach for one of those crude spears...Which likely afforded Juan quite the view, of the lovely Wizard's silky stockings - The shapely swell of her behind! "It broke my dagger...I'll just have to use one of these," she said, her slim shoulders lifting in a little shrug as she peered into the gloom...<br/><br/>"Ah - Did any of you bring torches?" Elea asked, her expression a little dubious. "It looks really, *really* dark in there...I can cast<em>Light</em>, but I'm not sure if it'd be enough!" Her gaze swept from left to right, contemplating the trio - Considering exactly who to use it on!<br/><br/>"Pirotess...You'll be hanging back, right? I'll cast it on your staff-"<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Die Roll (Spellcasting)</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll(2d6)+2:<br/>5,6,+2<br/>Total:13<br/><br/>Roll(2d6)+2:<br/>5,2,+2<br/>Total:9<br/><br/><em>After it is cast, the spell is forgotten. You cannot cast the spell again until you prepare spells.</em><br/></div></div><br/><br/>"...And on Juan's sword. It's all I've got...But at least we'll be able to see where we're going!"<br/><br/>She'd retrieve the rock she'd cast her spell on, too - Weighing it in her hand!<br/><br/>"Hopefully, it'd keep us out of trouble...Though I *know* who I'll be sticking close to!"