The ooze, letting out a weird, bubbling sound not terribly unlike a whimper, slows it's squirming away, though it doesn't stop swinging tentacles around.  Clearly it doesn't trust these intruders, or perhaps this is just the Delvers putting assumptions on something truly unintelligent and alien.  It had lept forward as they were exploring the statue (and been rather handsy with Phelypsis before escaping the crystal), but perhaps that could be forgiven yet.<br/><br/>The mass of ooze twists and turns, mounting up once again into the shape of a woman, then distending it's face, flicking an experimental tentacle at Nuria as it makes a sound not unlike metal running against metal.  "SScreeeeeaaaaaaaaweh!"  Then it hunkers down slightly, suspicious as it crawls backward toward the sea reaching up towards the sky, an enormous source of water.<br/><br/>The creature's head turns to the side slightly and it gives another flick of a tentacle towards Nuria, staring directly at her, black ooze dribbling on the ground away from the larger mass, like blood leaving a freshly slit corpse.<br/><br/><strong>You've ceased the combat for this very moment, if you'd like to try to make some kind of an accord with it, you can always try to Parley, though it may take some creative thinking to figure out how exactly to.  Additionally, consider Discerning Realities to see if you can learn anything else when things get rocky!  Delvers, what do you do?</strong>