Azam’s spear was torn out of his hands, although he thought he might have made contact, and he stumbled forwards, just managing to stop himself being impaled on the cages spikes. The Dlyigimamelia’ym left Azam’s spear embedded in the crystal rod she had used to aggravate some of the rods in and around Fyn and Kaira. Azam kept his eyes on the creature as it rose into the air, as before passing through its own crystal rods like they weren’t even there. Azan figured her intention a millisecond before the rain of crystal shards began falling. He was going to move but he felt weakness in his legs and decided if he moved he’d fall over, so he simply crouched down and covered his head with his arms as the shards made contact. Azam felt them dig into his arms and shoulders, gritting his teeth against the pain. Luckily they weren’t too long so none of them would do any major damage. When the rain stopped, Azam made to return to a standing position, but as he did a wave of weakness passed through his body and he ended up on his backside. “Shit.” He muttered as he felt his strength waning. It was easy, even for him, to figure out what was wrong with him, his blood loss was finally getting to him. Azam figured he’d catch his breath for a bit while Kaira renewed the attack on the Dlyigimamelia’ym. While he was sat there, he started to pull out the crystal shards that had embedded themselves along his arms and shoulders. He wasn’t worried about them in general, but the thought occurred to him that the creature might be able to make them grow longer and more dangerous if he left them there. He figured he could pull out the ones on his right arm with his teeth. =================================================================== Jo was still perched on her Crystal rod, not that she had much choice to move with all the spikes around her and the fact pulling her feet free would cause them to start bleeding pretty badly. However, her eyes were still locked on the sliver of the Dlyigimamelia’ym she could see through the crystal rods and the cage the creature had created around itself. She had a normal arrow nocked but she looked to her left quiver to see what magic arrows remained. Six of them nestled there. She frowned to herself, some of them might be able to help in this situation but if another, stronger, creature was waiting after they defeated it, Jo wanted to save them. Then a thought occurred to her about using a different kind of arrow without using one of her few magic ones and she grinned to herself. Which is when she saw the Dlyigimamelia’ym rise from its position and move into more open space where Jo had a better view; giving her a better opportunity to use her new idea. Reaching into a small pouch on the front of one of her quivers she pulled out a coil of string, one of her spare bow strings, and then pulled another arrow out. She un-nocked the first arrow and hung her bow over her shoulder as she got to work. Using the spare bow string, she tied the two arrows together just below their heads. When finished she tensed the string between the arrows and smiled. Nocking both of these arrows, she looked back to the creature and did a quick calculation to work out when she wanted the string taut and when she had she adjusted the angle on the arrows before raising her bow. She drew to her cheek, angling the bow to stop the arrows from moving position on the string, and when she saw Kaira leaping at the creature from below she loosed. Her goal was simple, if her arrows piercing the creature did little, she would chop off its head instead. The pair of arrows flew through the air, the gap widening between them as they went with, Jo’s calculations meaning the string between them will reach maximum tautness just as it reached the Dlyigimamelia’ym.