Feeling satisfied with himself for having hit the archer with a spell, Nirael was aware of just how close things had gotten in this fight for him already. First with Lunari leaping to his aid while facing a strike up close, and then having an arrow pass so close by him that he could feel a chill from its passing, reminding himself about the real danger present in the battles, and the fact their foes wanted what they had, rather than to try and take them alive. He had fought to disable in order to get answers, but he had a chilling feel he might have to start fighting to kill if he wanted to live through things.<br/><br/>Still, gazing at the way the archer was struggling as the tentacles made short work of grasping her in their hold and began to strip her, Nirael felt a sense of satisfaction of beholding a bit more woman's beauty out here in the wilds too, though he had enjoyed the look of Lunari's figure far more than this bandit-gal. Regardless, there was a fight still going on and he had to focus on that even if it was enticing to see a woman held so.<br/><br/>Casting a sharp look at the back of the man fighting with Lunari, Nirael felt a desire to rush in and strike at the man's back to help Lunari in flanking the man, but at the same time he felt slightful doubtful that he would be able to help her too much in doing that. Summons might help her flank the man, and the thought of calling for some aid like that did strike him as a possibility, but they only had one foe moving right now and he figured he could keep some tricks in his sleeve in case of new surprises arising later.<strong>"Primal missile!"</strong>His hand thrust forth, and three arrows of crimson light struck forth, aiming at the man that had sought to hurt Lunari, his desires for her fuelling a bit of protective anger, the spells aimed to try and harm the man in turn.<br/><br/><strong>"Time to fall, little demon-slave."</strong>His voice cold and ruthless, Nirael held no empathy at all towards someone willing to attack him and Lunari as they slept. He intended to capture one alive for questioning, and he had the archer in the tentacles grasp now, and the others had fallen to the blast. This last man was an enemy he didn't see any reason to try and spare either. He had wanted to at least get one alive, but they had three if things had worked out with the first blast, and if not, they still held at least one. To put it simply, he saw no added benefit of trying to take this last man in alive.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nirael focuses and sacrifices a 'burning hands' spell to conjure primal missiles again, 3 missiles each doing 3 damage I take it, if it hadn't been 24 hours since his last erotic encounter. That said, he throws a spell that he doubts he can miss with, even if he only does 9 damage with it.</div></div>