LiNeee froze next to Onix, staring at the Drider Queen, the idea pending in her lethal eyes- fight to the death or walk away? Through her own eyes, she felt troubled, a small nerve of a jitter; barely tugging audibly at her mind. Reminding her prehaps, that if it hadn't been for her upraising, she would have looked just like the eight-legged creature in front of her. Or even worse; one of the dwindlings beneath her. LiNeee shivered and turned her eyes, just grasping an image of the wobbly, gooby, cube of Gelatinous. Her eyes went wide in suprise, she'd only heard of them in her early childhood, stories that flew through the children like wild fire, the strangers of the underdark, the pale faces, oh and those cubes of wobbly goop that everyone under ground fled. LiNeee tilted her head, who would have conjured such a thing? She watched in awe as it fed upon the two closest driders, or that was what it looked liked to her. That's digusting, she thought gently, placing a hand over her heart as her now, narrowed, eyes; shot back to the gathering in front of her. It only just occured to her, that Phoebey and Bella weren't around, she, infact; had not seen them since they'd been taken. Fear struck her bones cold and she whipped around in a whirl of wind, her flutter of ivory mane swinging out wide behind her.
From across the way, Phoebey was flung off her feet in the grace of a fleeing Drider. The she-wolf lunged to her feet with a snarl but decided against running after it, let it run, she thought, flexing her claws against the stone, it won't get too far. She turned back towards the gathering, missing the cube of ooze all together, well it wasn't like her to get distracted anyway.
"Gelatinous Cube, Bella was towering over them all, keeping an eye on all of them. Her arms were braced tightly, holding a bow slightly bent and the arrow strung at the ready. She had a good vantage point, over everyone. If a Drider were to sneak up on one of the caravan, Bella could easilly take it out. However, as the newest arival comes into her sights, she lowers herself to the ground in a neat squat, the point of her arrow, and seemingly the target beyond it; changing to a point in the very middle of his head. He speaks, but no words were heard from this distance. Bella grunted, licking at her top lip in concentration, her right shoulder rolled back- pulling the string tighter beneath the arrow, spells, driders and surfacers, what a fantastic trip so far. She thought in bewilderment, readying herself to let the string fling back into its' normal shape and send the arrow flying straight towards its' target. Mist coiled up over the top of two driders, the spell. She watched as it took shape, as it took out the two driders, and then burst into flames. Her mouth dropped, and she slowly let the string go, keeping hold of the arrow so it wouldn't fly out. [color=darkblue]So, another for our side... To her knowledge of the lay out anyway, she figured this newcomer had heard the comotion and come to join their conquer, but perhaps he hadn't. She guessed she'd figure it out.
Spotting Phoebey laid rest to the Drow priestesses' mind, like no other could. Of course, Bella was still missing, but at least Phoebey was safe, apart from her savaged form she looked good. She let loose, the briefest of smiles- just as the column of blaze blinded her and brought to the boil all the worries that had been threatening to over flow so far. She reached out infront of her to grab hold of something, anything, to let her know that the fight hadn't begun again.
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