Ari/Gillian/Ophion/Ash/Ceres
The second bat went down, but not before it could sink its pointy fangs into her forearm. Was her vision blurring? Triple fuck, yes, the little bloodsucker had apparently done more than just bite her.
There wasn't time to think about it, though - Grumpy was casting again, and she gritted her teeth and copied his stance and motions, sending a spell out just seconds after his, watching the bomb disintegrate. Her vision wavered again, and she swayed on her feet. "Chiaro, Grumpy, you got anything to help with -"
The word poison died on her lips as a second dinosaur, every bit as huge and angry as the first, emerged from the corridor, flanked by four more bombs.