The attack had not been something she had expected, the ball exploding and causing small ricochets to break her concentration on their Bard, a small curse passing the Aasimir's lips as she kept her great sword from the ground. The creature was too far for her to do anything this turn, but that did not mean she was useless. She had a plan and if she succeeded, she sincerely hoped that it would bring the beast down if the others were unable to do so by the time she could get close enough to execute her poa. Moving forward, her steps sure but surprisingly unhurried as she  approached the giant monstrosity that stood before them all. The good news? They weren't in any immediate danger if they could avoid that spell from going off and she deliberately kept about 15 feet between herself and the monster. Just to be safe however, she readied herself for a dodge, all she needed was one more chance and if she was lucky... all would be well. They needed that door, they needed to get out, she [i]needed[/i] her friends to be safe.

[@The Harbinger of Ferocity][@Cu Chulainn]

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Failed the concentration save with a [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/rolls/2473]5[/url], sad day.

Dodge prepped for inevitable purple balls of potential death.
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