Wicked glee danced in the devil's eyes. As much as he was enjoying having her hands all over him – and as much as she was clearly enjoying having his hands all over her – the palaadin was still proving vastly more effective at killing the mood than he'd proven so far at killing Zetaz.<br/><br/>"I'll find you," Zetaz whispered to Mei-Li, voice full of dark promise, his deft hands unrelentingly continuing to toy with her nipples the whole time, rolling the stiff points as they strained against the silken fabric of her cheongsam. "Make camp on the path to Rappan Athuk, keep watch while he sleeps, and I'll find you, my succulent little morsel."<br/><br/>Dropping his shield, Suzaku took full advantage of the opening Mei-Li's grappling was affording him, finally dealing a substantial blow to the pinned devil. Mei-Li could see Zetaz's health bar go down – it was only maybe a third of the way down or so, and each turn a trickle of his health returned, but it was clear in his present situation that Mei-LI and Suzaku together were dealing damage faster than the malevolent little gargoyle could heal it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Zetaz again fails to escape on his turn. DC on any opposed grapple checks Mei-Li makes on her own turn will be 11.</div></div>