As the guards sought to break free to charge on the group of mortals in the room beyond, the blast originating from Baudhiel shredding through the strings of web as well as the stone pillars in the room, but shredding most of all the face of the guard leading the group, the metal armor gaining small dents and then holes along with blackened blood splattering out free as the piercing force of the spell punched its way throught. Two other guards near him shrieked in agony, while one of them managed to pull just enough away to only be partially shredded by the torrent. The last one in the line though seemed to try and take cover behind his leader, but the pained yelp showed at least some of the blast reach him as well, wounding the guard even if not as much as the leader. Still, none of them dropped on the spot, a proof to their toughness for certain, but it seemed at least the leading figure had been severely injured by the blast, and two of the other guards were looking worse for wear by the blast as well. The two who avoided some of it had fared better, but it seemed her efforts might just lead the threat of reinforcements moot.<br/><br/>Piro's charge ahead at the crossbow-wielder was met with the man shrieking in annoyance as the imp had vanished from his path, but the rush ahead found the man staring at Piro in surprise, the sweep hitting a good spot yanking the man's legs from underneath him and throwing him on the ground with a slam. Groaning in annoyance, he immediately sought to get up though, another hand yanking a dagger out of a sheath strapped to the back of his thigh. The dark-skinned, nub-horned fellow growled and glared at Piro, looking ready to murder him the moment he could, the dagger's edge lighting up with a crimson glow, burning embers visible as the handle was gripped tight. Serrated, somewhat twisted dagger with skull motiffs. It didn't look like a nice thing either.<br/><br/>Naori's rush ahead was met with thin air at first but then a pained howl at her left gave her the creature's location, her foot landed down on its tail pinning it to the ground for a moment it seemed, caught by surprise by her finding it even if it was partially by luck, the fiend snarled in anger but kept mumbling something, the hit on its tail having left a shimmering outline in the air showing where the imp was, for a moment at least. It wasn't aiming entirely blind, she saw where it was, but the imp was calling on something and based on the fiery pentagram starting to take shape not too far away, it wasn't good news.<br/><br/>