There's a derisive snort when Beleth aims, a low, mocking laugh when she lets fly. Why is she aiming for anyway? Apparently the stone just between them and that's all it takes for the explosion to send them both flying in a mass of ash and blood. The chain lightening is almost overkill, crackling down to silence the one that had survived after a fashion-

And looping around the corner to stun the first of the crows attempting to slip around to their flank. She staggers, convulsing from the crackle of electricity, grenade in her hand locked in a tight grip she can't release. There's a scramble of panicked Antivan behind her as the other two dart back deeper in the hallway to avoid the inevitable explosion.