Book One, Chapter Two, Post Twelve

Rallaak gave a grin at the decent work on the ogre before he decides to try and fully assess the situation. He flicks out a syringe from his hat and knocks it toward the pale elf woman. The syringe hits, and she flinches before reaching to pull the needle out. Her gaze settles on Rallaak for a moment, then the whip uncoils, striking out at Flynn who stands directly in front of her. As the leather grazes his face, the woman stoops to scoop up the demon-born. Then, in a cloud of smoke, they vanish.

Roland lets out a snarl of frustration as the elf disappears. He screams at the empty air, "I should have burned you when I had the chance. I will see you sent to hell if I have to burn myself along the way!" He sees Arabella collapsed over her father's form and knows he can do nothing to help. Eyes still alight with rage, he hisses out another curt phrase in Draconic and flicks his wrist at the oncoming ogre, letting lose a blast of fire while standing his ground, dagger ready in his other hand.

Little Terry pumps his puppet fists encouragingly, "Try to hit his face! You could only improve it!"

Quiberron is intensely frustrated by the disappearance of the two adversaries. He feels that they held the key to explaining what was going on here today, and their vanishing act may have taken his chance at answers with them.

Bart, being an owl, has no such human-like emotions, and  dives down again to help distract the ogre for Flynn’s next attack.