Jason stood back, his eyes flicking from one spot in the battle to another as he tried to absorb as much information as he could about his enemy. He snorted in anger for a moment as he watched the first among his comrades fall feeling more than a twinge of guilt along with the anger for not being in there fighting alongside them. It just went to prove he had been right not to run in straight away though. The other players as light as (and some slightly tougher than) him had been wiped out in single hits in a barage of blows that would be very hard to evade. An ill devised attack would be worse than no attack at all for someone as fragile as Jason. Eventually, after the first few bouts of attacks between the players and Muriel, during which one after another of Jasons ideas was shown to be difficult or impossible, he began to notice the pattern.
"Look, just then." He said pointing at muriel at the relevant moment. "Most of the time she is launching flurries of area effect attacks that make it insanely dangerous to be near but just then she stopped. She's done it a couple of times now. If we can predict those moments we should be able to attack safely hit and run style. We need heavy players to keep her still so she can't use rush attacks but with the right timing everyone can overwhelm her."
With this confirmed in his head Jason paced forwards ready to leap into action the moment she provided an opportunity. "If we can deal with that massive claw we can get much closer in theory." He added.