<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/4IltC5z.jpg)</div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment:  Willpower<br/>Result: 5, 5, 3,<br/>Total: 13<br/><br/>Comment: Dark Elf<br/>Result: 3, 6,<br/>Total: 9<br/><br/>Comment: Rogue<br/>Result: 5, 4, 4,<br/>Total: 13<br/></div></div><br/>No sooner had she strapped the knives to her left upper arm, deciding she wanted it in a place that wouldn't impede her hands while making it easy to reach in an emergency, Zerxel had just enough time to look at the half orc in annoyance only to have a magical wave of energy slam into her like a wave.  The Drow growled in frustration more than anything as she was pushed into the shadowy wall like screen, watching impotently as the other woman disappeared about the same time.  It was her own fault, and Zerxel knew that, but she still wanted to curse and scream at Yanna anyway since she was the immediate opponent before her that she had taken too long in dispatching.  Instead Zerxel mentally kicked herself, knowing she'd have to do better next round, or she'd be fucked, and not in a good way.  At least she had gotten a belt pouch, one healing potion, and a brace of knives for her trouble, so she still had a good chance to get to the Dungeon itself.  Speaking of, Zerxel grunted as her body became aroused more than before, but she bit her lip and pushed her thoughts to other things, knowing she didn't have the time to indulge in such base things at that moment.  Even if she had had the time, which she didn't, Zerxel wanted to be ready for whatever came next.  It was probably just as well since when her eyes adjusted to the scene before her, Zerxel saw Evii, a mage that acted dumber than most people realized.  Zerxel wasn't so sure though, believing that Evii wasn't as stupid as she made herself appear, a wise tactic if that was the case.  Even if that wasn't the case, even a blind creature got lucky every now and again.<br/><br/>The moment the wall let her go, Zerxel was on her feet, flying forward as she locked gazes with the distant mage, a globe of darkness appearing over the other woman.  She couldn't hit her if she couldn't see her, so the Drow wasn't going to give her a chance.  To that end, blind fighting was one of the rogue's favored skills, and Zerxel had learned the art long ago as her scimitars flew from their respective hilts, appearing in her hands as if by some magic of their own.  The moment she entered the globe, Zerxel struck, instinctively knowing where Evii had been last located.  If her dual pronged attack was successful, she'd take the mage's 'head' right from her shoulders, knowing that death in the Dungeon wasn't permanent, and fatal wounds didn't stick.  Even if she didn't land a fatal blow, Zerxel would seriously hinder the mage's ability to do anything to effectively counter her.  Whatever the case, Zerxel wasn't going to make the same mistake twice and allow herself to lose two 'fights' in a row.  Either way, having the mage's soul fruit would be quite welcome, but it might be too early for such spoils.  Regardless, she planned to activate the sending platform once Evii was dealt with, not about to leave a ready enemy at her back as she had last time.  Fool her once, shame on you, fool her twice, shame on her, but Zerxel was nobody's fool.