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That worked out way better than expected!

Having done her due diligence of slicing apart bows and pushing archers off rooftops, Cecilia returned to the group just in time to see the lizardman jam the things stuck in his body...deeper into his body. Was that a cultural thing? It definitely looked painful, and she winced upon seeing it all go down. Not like she knew any of them for more than a day, but after they've fought together rather than fought against each other, the Spellblade was willing to give him a pick-me-up, free of charge. Rummaging through her pack, Cecilia pulled out a small vial containing an ash-blue liquid before walking up to the barbarian.

[color=FFE4E1]"Here, drink up,"[/color] she said, offering it to him. [color=FFE4E1]"It'll help with the pain a bit."[/color] Probably. Lizard physiology couldn't be that different from human physiology, right? Hopefully it'll numb it enough that he didn't keel over from agony after some more light jogging? Or even a full on sprint. Which was looking like a real good idea.

Reminded her though...

[color=FFE4E1]"Serafaye, right? How bout you take the lead here first then? Run as fast as you can and all! If you're so tough, maybe you'll just be like a battering ram and clear everything outta our way?"[/color]

At this point, stealth definitely seemed impossible. And if that's the point, they may as well veer off into the other extreme of escape: as loud as possible, as destructive as possible.