Try as she might, pray as she will, Phelypsis doesn't manage to pull down the wrath of the Andrian Gods, though surely if there were any of them watching they would now anticipate quite a bit from Phelypsis should she pass the Black Gate.  Perhaps somewhere in some nether-world, an Andrian God is looking on with lust in her perfect yellow eyes.<br/><br/>The pale eyes of the feminine illithid look up at Phelypsis, the creature's hands trying to grip and pull at the barbarian's hands especially as she begins to come back to her senses.  "Trickshery?" it begins to bellow out in a bold, villainous tone, only to be socked hard in the face.  The illithid's head cracks backward and then flops bonelessly back, her feminine form splayed out on the sand looking like a combination of an erotic painting and a warning of horrors of sin.  There is, perhaps, still some honor in this as Phelypsis is able to stand over her defeated opponent, cum and sticky goo dribbling down her thighs.<br/><br/>In Sydney's mind, pushing the tentacles and the ooze is beginning to be more smooth, a little easier, feeling more of the embodiment of the slimes while also balancing the feelings of her body, the pounding, pistoning thick tentacle slamming into her pussy, her tits rubbed squeezed and sprayed, her ass slammed and filled, and her jaw and throat taking another thick monstrous tentacle.<br/><br/>The time needed for her to master these forms gives Nuria a second of time ahead of her, dashing in close, as her fire-claws, the heat of the fire, HER fire, not borrowed flame from some fountain,formed on her hands.  Her movement is too quick, getting inside the range of the whip and managing to pass quickly by it, only the ferocity of the attack preventing her from being whipped back.  The rip of her claws across his face bring out a bellowing scream, stumbling backward for a moment with grey blood dribbling from it's face, tentacles swarming up to try to somehow cover or staunch the wound as he uses the haft of his whip to try to push Nuria further away from him.  Blinded, for the moment, he stumbles back towards the water wall, whip flicking out, snapping and cracking in the air.<br/><br/><strong>Sydney attacks with her two minions!  Hold until we get her roll!</strong>