<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://puu.sh/o69Lc.jpg)<br/><strong>Nuria (https://elliquiy.com/wiki/Delvers_Company_Characters#Nuria)</strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Race:</strong> Godlike   <strong>Class:</strong> Immolator Custom (https://dl.dropboxusercontent.com/u/9699466/Immolator-custom-v1.1.pdf)   <strong>HP</strong>: 13/20  <hr/></div></div>Nuria was as tough as they came, but she wasn't in her element, her lungs stung -- her broken ribs weren't helping with that either -- and she was in serious danger of getting buried. No way was she going to linger! Especially with her fellow Delvers straight ahead. Sweat and blood stung eyes could spy their confrontation with the treacherous prisoner just ahead. The beginnings of a plan formed in her mind -- her flame had burnt the man free -- but it had also burnt<em>him</em>. Whatever he was, fire was an effective weapon against him.<br/><br/>The Umberhulks weren't that tough, either, when put against the Delvers -- that particular one had surprised her, but before that they'd fallen swiftly under both Phelypsis' and her own assault.<br/><br/><strong>Was Nuria fleeing? No way -- she was crashing the scene, rushing as fast she could at the overbearing prisoner with her flame-claws out, mad Umberhulk in tow!</strong><br/><br/>"Cooommmiiing innnnnnn!"<br/>