Round count: 1<br/><br/>This time, your arrow goes wide as the imp that you struck turns to charge towards you. Only it's less a charge, and more a giggling, drunken swagger...<br/><br/>The other two move to close in with Perlivash... but they, too, are too drunken and silly by this point to do more than get in close. Which is probably not the best place for them to be, considering how anxiously the dragon is waiting. As soon as they close in, divine natural energy infuses the dragon's body and he lunges forward, his teeth hissing against one of the imps' skin as he tears off a chunk of devil-flesh... at the same time, you hear a jarring note in Tyg's music, and a wave of visible sound lashes across the back of another imp. Unfortunately, the spell doesn't seem to take hold, and the Imp easily ducks out of the way...