<div class="floatright">(http://i46.tinypic.com/2lu2h4h.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Kairon</span></strong><br/>HP: 40/40, Init +8, Saves: 6/6/6<br/><hr/><br/>Raising his hand, Kairon unleashes his will made solid, or at least metaphysical, sending a torrent of electricity through the air. It arcs along its path to each of the creatures, striking them unerringly. The force is perhaps not quite as magnificent as he had hoped, but he wasn't really going all out. After all, if they had already dropped one of the creatures, why exert himself? Having his mind forcibly entered, raped if you will, was certainly distressing. In fact the entirety of what he had faced since the arena was rather unsettling at best. People disappearing, other people simply appearing out of thin air. It was enough to make one question one's own sanity, which he had been doing for quite some time.<br/><br/>Granted, pandemonium was like that in essence. If you felt sane here, you were in for a rude awakening when traveling to mechanus or other planes. The coordination of the group seemed to focus on Marcus, which was exactly as expected. The leader was doing his job. Kairon was doing his job in that he would dispatch the creatures readily enough, though perhaps not quickly enough to avoid seeing their number reduced if injuries kept their current pace.<strong>"Watch for more, these hardly seem like they would create that many corpses."</strong>True to his word, his eye watches for any movement in the dark, tail scraping the ground for worry that something might come up from it and try to ambush him.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Energy Missile, 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=73242) damage each, reflex save 19 half.</div></div>