She stalked closer, after making sure the others had their best ranged attacks ready, moving until she got to an angle she could see the beast from. Her eyes widened, at the sight of the behir, and made some frantic hand signals to Maura, who watched carefully, then interpreted. "Big demon, not a dragon. Keep distance."<br/><br/>Rising, Cerul nocks an arrow, then lets it fly, two more following in rapid succession. She gives a loud hoot, to let the creature know where the arrows came from, then ran back towards them, spreading out so it can't catch them all at once. The behir uncoils itself from its resting place with a roar, and barrels, full force, into the web... and sticks tight, looking rather shocked. "NOW!"