Re: Siana/Damia/Maria/Peony/open
"...less the will of man." Maria finished, her sword arcing down from over her head with lights that once appeared to be falling rain turning into darts that struck two crabs and a mindflayer. They stood, frozen in place, even their flesh where damaged holding in tight as though dented or slowly oozing their life's resources.
Her arm bled slightly where a vicious lizard has snuck behind her buckler and stuck her with its teeth. They came in small waves, Maria and Peony weakening or slaying the stragglers while Siana struck up the middle. Surprisingly, they were making slow headway.
With the appearance of the new woman, Maria saw her chance. She took a single step back and turned her sword downward, hands clasped and head bowed. She began to murmur her spell, a dim light growing from Siana's feet to over her head. If you could not remove a malady, you could soften the fall. Her shield would temper the claws and teeth.