Ready, set, ....

[zervziel]

Flexing her tentacles, Riptide barely had time to prepare herself for the changeling's next move.

As it was it came to her very unpleasant surprise when the changeling holding the weapon she had foolishly thrown up there promptly sighted down the the weapon like it had used one before, and with the cold efficiency of a practiced veteran, put a round through the meaty underside of the closest tentacle.

As the limb jerked away involuntarily, the rest of the changelings promptly broke into a dive arrowing straight for herself and Primeval. The formation was abruptly broken up as a pinkish purple flash bolted from Primeval's head to one of the foremost changelings with a crack of ionized air.

Even then the group came on, using the tell-tale build up of energy to estimate when to dodge. As the front of the changeling formation came upon them, Riptide lurched forward as a heavy weight fell upon her back.

A quick look back answered her question as to what the fluke had just hit her. The changeling she had thought she had knocked out had actually been playing dead. Now the beast was practically straddling her back.

Riptide only wished she could have seen the surprise on his face when her mane started writhing a split second before her head tentacles grabbed his own face in a cold, clammy, iron grip and started to squeeze. She imagined it was only second to her own look of surprise when she realized she had fallen right into the warrior's sacrificial ruse when the wave of changelings crashed into her with the force of a small tsunami. From there everything became a blur as she cut loose.

Plenty of changelings for Sharp and Primeval. Riptide is only going to go Cuisinart on the changelings that just dog-piled her. notMurphy, you might want to fill it what the three stooges are up to at this point.