<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: Rogue<br/>Result: 2, 5, 5,<br/>Total: 12<br/><br/>Comment: Swordswoman<br/>Result: 2, 2, 1,<br/>Total: 5<br/><br/>Comment: Seductress<br/>Result: 2, 6,<br/>Total: 8+1=9<br/><br/>Comment: Mage<br/>Result: 6,<br/>Total: 6</div></div><br/>Feeling a surge of adrenaline when Zerxel felt the shield give way, she was about to jump in for that final strike, when Evii, as expected, showed a bit more cunning than most gave her credit for, and managed to get her staff in the way of her twirling blades.  Not only that, and while she was on the defensive at this point, the little elven maid managed to roll away into the sand before making the ground at the Drow's feet slick with some kind of strange slime.  Raising an eyebrow in annoyance as her feet slipped almost out from under her, the dark elf growled in frustration, but managed, just managed, to keep her balance and left the suddenly grease covered ground almost as quickly as it had appeared.  It was enough though to leave Zerxel unable to do more than leave scratches on Evii's body, her boots still covered in the green slime like grease, and thus making her steps unsteady because of it, which in turn made any following strikes an exercise in futility.  So she simply dispensed with her scimitars, slapping at the gems on her armor, all the while her body continued to sway and undulate in an enticing manner.  With her breasts still on full display, the Drow didn't notice as she raised her right hand and summoned up a ball of fire.<strong>"You want to play on an even field, fine."</strong>Stalking forward, Zerxel bent down and grabbed Evii by her scalp before using her flame wreathed hand to grab the front of the elf's face.<strong>"Let's try a little fire on that face of yours!"</strong>She didn't relish the idea of frying another contestant like this, but she was having a bad morning after Yanna had thrown her to the wolves.  And as much as she tried to deny her dark heritage, Zerxel was a Drow, and the likes of Evii were considered her mortal enemy.  That instinctual rage and hatred was still very much there, but any other day, it wouldn't have been a problem.  Today was not any other day however.