Jason's focus on the lake broke somewhat as the entire arena sprung into life. The floor shook, walls crumbled and a couple of players began to panic somewhat, upsetting Jason's original analysis of the situation with changing circumstances. Jason's head turned rapidly side to side on his shoulders as he sought their foe and he moved back to back with Lucy both to protect her and himself. To Jason the move felt cheesy, like a bad movie cliche even in combat, nonetheless it was a valid tactical manoeuvre. Shield and dagger poised Jason awaited the shock that was sure to come.

Muriel, when she appeared, was jaw dropping on many many levels. The first was her awe inspiring hp line. Without some serious teamwork it was going to take an age to kill this thing! Second was her appearance. The queen was sinister looking, reminding jason of an arachnid upon first glance, and yet eerily seductive too. For a moment following her arrival Jason was lost in her voice as she spoke and his eyes traced the contours of her feminine humanoid torso. Jason shook his head, disgusted at his momentary attraction to this monster. She was a beast that would kill them in a moment given the chance and had to be slain.

Jason adjusted his combat stance to face the beast with disgust, determination and total loathing on plain in his character. He had lost friends to boss monsters before and wasn't about to again if he could help it. In spite of his rage Jason remained coldly tactical. Rushing forth wouldn't help now. His stats weren't geared for tanking as opposed to dps and damage evasion. Diving headfirst into combat now would earn him excessive aggro and make life harder or non-existent for him later on. Jason very much doubted he could take a direct hit from the boss and have favourable hp left afterwards. He would hang back for now and let tanking characters do their job.