The sensation of Gwerm's lust swept over her, registered by some demonic sixth sense of it; making Mila just faintly sigh. She hated feeling that and it was usually fairly common for her, damn her heritage...literally. She'd continue on forward out of the range of the sunrod, she wanted to stay partially out of it to get some use out of her darkvision.  It was usually best to have someone who could see in the darkness be able to alert others to dangers or threats before the light fell upon them. Though the gleam of the light did reflect off of the red-edged black scales on her tail as she walked; it was too much concentration to just keep it still so she usually didn't.  Her darkvision may've been in black and white with shades of grey but she could see just as well as any would in broad daylight.<br/><br/>She'd headed in the direction of the only visible exit though she led holding the polearm she had at the ready; using it's reach to keep distance from any threats.  She'd keep visual contact with the others with her tail keeping her back to the light so they could see it moving.  "Can you see me?" She'd ask the rest of them though, flicking her tail around so they'd notice the motion.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC Note</div><div class="spoiler_body">(I'm not sure if I can, but can Mila have an action readied in case something jumps out at her? Perception Roll  in case it's needed: Snake (uid: 27981) rolls: 1d20a7 Result: 25)</div></div>