Jalna grunted and faltered as she received another gash, this time to her leg.  The pain was making her hazy as she realizes that without the dwarf at her side this battle would turn badly for her big time.  She manages to spy the progress of Belaim while focusing on her sole attacker and was impressed by his fighting prowess.  Surely, he has proven to be seasoned warrior he claimed to be that it made her both glad and envious.  After seeing him rush for the leader, Jalna now concentrated all her efforts on the remaining 'minion', however her somewhat weakened state has made her attacks and movement somewhat sluggish and clumsy even.  In spite of that, she does not relish of the idea of any one of these miscreants of having their way with her even if on the way of becoming a cold corpse.  She pushed on, holding, hoping her next opportunity would be lucky and finish off her opponent.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rolls 12; dmg 8<br/>hp: <strong>13</strong>/27</div></div>