There was certainly a noticeable bit of swelling to Willow package. A bit of morning wood and a evening spent being fondled could do that to you. Luckily her morning half-chub did not seem to distract from her laying out her plan to the rest of her cell mates. She smiled as they seemed to be rallied together. She hoped their bravado would hold in the face of the beast, but at least they would not start out disorganized and chaotic when entering the arena.<br/><br/>"Together." she replied  raising up her fist in determination<br/><br/>As they enter the armory Willow looked about for a moment before going for staff, and did not grab any armor. She would have preferred some more...covering clothing, but all they had down here seemed to be defensive gear and she could not afford to slow her self down even with light leather armor. "I recommend anyone planing on distracting the heads with me to grab a shield. It's fire breath could be nasty. Take armor but try not to go so heavy it will slow you down. If you are attacking it sides take the biggest weapons you can manage and still be mobile. You'll want to hit it fast and hard. Look for opening, get in and get back out." She advised, speaking in a low but firm voice. She doubted there was much the arena could do now about their plan but she'd rather not let that dragonborn know to much how organized they planed to be.<br/><br/>Once they were all equipt Willow made sure she was near the front of the group. She wanted them to all know she was good to her word. She would face the beast head on.