<strong>Diadra Starborn</strong><br/><br/>The elven maiden continued to struggle, stringing curses at the creatures as she attempted to fight back<em>somehow</em>.  But they were far more adept at holding onto creatures than she was, and it was all too easy for them to make off with her, their claws biting into her flesh all the while.  When the succubus came after her, the elf felt a surge of hope, struggling more vigorously as she tried to cause the creatures problems, at least enough to make them fly a<em>bit</em>slower.  Which, of course, led to her being dropped.<br/><br/>Diadra's eyes went incredibly wide as she realized what was about to happen, and shrieked like a banshee as she fell.  The succubus caught her, though, and for a long moment she clung as tight as she could, but the velocity was too much.  She was ripped out of the grasp of the succubus by the speed, sending each of them into rapid spins, one which she saw the succubus struggle to control, but by the time she did so, it was too late.  Diadra hit the portal, and with a stomach-wrenching lurch she was through, above rocky, hard-packed dirt from the brief glimpse she caught of it.  But her spin hadn't stopped, and out of desperation she tossed<em>Feringale</em>aside, hoping not to impale herself on her own weapon.  And then she hit the ground, chest first.<br/><br/>Bones cracked, her nose driven flat and an arm and leg breaking like twigs, but the worst was her chest as the armor hit just as hard as the rest of her.  Armor that was covering all too swollen and large breasts, that had no business being inside the armor to begin with.  The armor shattered and gave way to the ground, with shards slamming into and slicing the flesh, though the impact was<em>slightly</em>blunted by the armor's resiliency.  The pain was...horrific, and it was a<em>blessing</em>when Diadra passed out from the incredible pain.<br/><br/>((Botch, which means...oh crap.  Her armor just shattered like everything else.  Outright destroyed.))