The flames were a bit too close for Celeste's comfort, and she could feel the heat against her exposed skin, but she was willing to trust the younger priestess.  Besides, she had other things to concern herself with.  Celeste felt like she was being pecked to death as the lizard's blows clipped her shoulder and wrist.  They stung, but were hardly disabling.  She lifted her sword for another blow and slashed downwards at the unharmed lizard, but the damage to her wrist had been more than she thought, and it twinged as she put the heavy weight of the sword on it.  She let out a curse as the sword missed, nearly unbalancing her in the process.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Aid: +1 to attacks<br/>HP: 38+9<br/>Damage: 20 NL<br/><br/>At 2014-11-28 23:01:31, Jaded (uid: 39556) rolls: 1d20a9 Result: 12 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=67703)</div></div>