The demure maid gives an undignified squeak as she's lifted airborne by the attack, her back arching as her feet leave the ground. Hoisted into the air by the intrusive attack, she can only thrash in place for a moment before practically shattering into motes of light.<br/><br/>The long-dressed, elegant maid gives a worried glance around the room. Since everyone seems either down or hiding, she decides that discretion is the better part of valor. A cloud of darkness blooms into existence near the middle of the room, radiating outwards until it blocks the vision of the back of the room entirely from view. With a single last glance she vanishes into the gloom.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Effects</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Wizard-maid is down, Warlock maid throws down Darkness and retreats.</div></div><br/>The queen gives a small shudder on the throne before sitting upright once more. With a low groan, and a squelch that's audible across the entire room, human-sized mass of jelly drops lewdly from under her dress and congeals on the floor.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Queen's Turn</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-12-04 14:30:27, SmilingFox (uid: 54175) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 22 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=68064) Makes the will save, and is allowed to act as normal.</div></div>