(Oh yes~ But this is a<em>trifle</em>embarassing. ^_^)<br/><br/>(Roll: 4 + 8 = 12)<br/><br/>With a taut gasp, Shaylia leaned *away* from the statue, swinging her cumbersome blade at the bird-thing that darted *jusssttttt* out of reach- If she'd had her magic, she'd have fried him, like chicken, in no time at all!<br/><br/>To her credit, she<em>alllmossssst</em>hit. This time, the bird's talons raked her shoulder, drawing blood- She couldn't *believe* that this stupid *thing* was doing her in!