It's an intricate maneuver, and the slightest miscalculation costs you... The imp smiles and stands his ground, barbed tail rising to strike at you as you near. Luckily, his counter-strike misses you as you stumble in your own feint, sending your bodies crashing into each other and then down to the ground in a tangle of limbs.<br/><br/>He's on his feet first, unfortunately, and lashes out with his stinger again. This time, the little chitinous barb buries itself in your shoulder (-2 HP), and you feel a heat spreading through your body as poison enters your veins (fort save required, or be Staggered next round).<br/><br/>Luckily, his companion isn't quite so quick to recover, and remains pinned by Perlivash... who gleefully takes to chomping at the Imp's exposed flesh, magically-charged teeth biting deep into the creature's shoulders...<br/><br/>Tyg sees your plight and springs into action, a magically-charged sling bullet flying from the trees, thunking against the Imp's head. It seems to startle the imp more than anything else, but at least it's something...