The whip strikes are again ignored, but the ointment makes her gasp in pain, as it is applied directly to a nerve, making it scream to her mind in pain. She snarls to the reptiles, "All strength, no skill, not like the real Yuan-ti I have met. Most of them knew a thing or two about torture, but you two are pathetic. You seem to be relying on a weak willed slave, or perhaps a lucky strike. What's the matter raised by humans?"<br/><br/>[Will(whip)=32<br/>Will(ointment)= 20<br/>HP(125/99)]