When the ghoul attacked the elf had barely enough time to take a step back - thus avoiding a fatal blow, but still the foul beast had drawn blood. Anger flared in the bard as he pulled the pendant from his neck and tumbled past the ghoul. When the tall elf straightened up his skin had changed from the color of ivory closer to ebony. His stance was very different as well, now it was a stance of a duelist, or a true swordsman. "Rath ulu dosst phalar." The drow spat on the ground and aimed a very swift lunge at the ghoul's eye - obviously aiming for a relatively weak spot to damage it's brains.