<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Yulafractae.jpg)</div><em>Good.</em>She thought to herself, finding herself a nice little rhythm between the two circling outriders, watching them with only a brief glance to ensure that Phelypsis was safe.<em>Now go help her, you idiot!</em>Yula mentally urged her before snapping back to her own predicament.<em>Outriders.  They have speed, but not maneuverability. Two spears, so they have a range advantage, but their attacks should be stiff, giving me just the opening I need.</em>That was her battle plan then, and she simply waited for one of them to make the opening move.  She didn't have to wait long, and the kitsune attempted to dodge what she<em>thought</em>was nothing more than simple stab.  Unfortunately, the tugging sensation she felt, pinning her dress to the desert sands, ensured her it wasn't.  "You..." She growled, attempting to quickly fix this issue, only to face the head of a spear fractions of a second from her throat, tearing through the corseted area holding her breasts in so well.  In that instant, her breasts spilled out, and she glared at this "Dev", not shying away just because her chest was visible.  She tore the barbed javelin out of the dress, flinging it off to the side as she prepared to fight an uneven battle.  "You think I haven't fought naked before, outrider?"  She challenged, only for Phel to join right back up.<br/><br/>"Tch...I should have figured you wouldn't shy away from a battle."  She smirked slightly, tossing one more concerned glance in Sydney's direction, as she...<em>spoke with the enemy?</em>Right, that was settled.  Now she was fighting back-to-back with a naked barbarian, a<em>demon</em>, and the irony didn't escape her in the slightest.  "Fine, but don't thank me until we're done here, bar...Phelypsis.  We have work to do."  Phel charged at her own assaulter, leaving Yula free to deal with the silent enemy, Dev.  "All this bluster from your friend and all you've really done is gone and ruined my dress.  I could have done that myself." She smirked once more, rapier pointed and ready.  Without another word, she rushed Dev down, blade thrust forward as she attempted to bring the beast down first, though she had yet to regain her footing from the attempt to tether her to the sands, her attack sluggish yet.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Hack and Slash roll on Dev:  At 2017-05-08 08:36:09, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 2d6a2 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=102980)<br/>Spending that Dance of Blades hold to disengage from melee against him, if possible. ;~;  That roll, though.</div></div>