[h2]Tyaethe and [color=chartreuse]Fiadh[/color][/h2]

Tyaethe regarded the falling bolts with a sort of casual indifference, moving despite the armour almost too late to dodge it… but nonetheless now advancing steadily towards the snake's rear rather than just smashing parts off of it as the bolts slammed into the ground beside the vampire. It had sent its heart down here for protection, had it? To keep it away from anyone else? Well, she just had to force this snake to keep it nice and vulnerable. If it was [i]that[/i] intelligent, there was no way it was coming down her end until there was nowhere else it could possibly be.

The paladin jumped forwards, slamming on what had [i]probably[/i] been a tail at some point but was now a snapping mass of mouths too fractured and divided to easily penetrate her armour. Of course, she wasn't heavy enough to hold it in place, but if she just took her sword and stabbed it [i]right[/i] through—

Well, it would probably reform from being staked soon, especially with how much she'd had to pulp to get it right into the ground, but it only needed to stay still and keep its heart further up for a tiny bit longer.

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Fionn, at least, was absolved of the burden of needing to dodge the rain of magical attacks. Although Fiadh was quite safe from her viewing spot behind, the niyar let out an audible gasp of shock and started trying to help. For once, the help was even [i]actively[/i] useful, a woven canopy of roots springing out of the ground and covering the merc on three sides…

As long as he didn't need to go back. Or didn't get charged. It was probably fine.

[@VitaVitaAR][@The Otter]