Oh no.
Her heart fell and she turned, facing Isra. She cringed at the Hellswans. Ugly things, she knew they weren't as innocent as they seemed. She sighed and braced herself, thankfully she was shedding soon. None of these scars would remain.
"I could have said anything and you'd have said the same," she hissed, and raised her arms, "There was no tone of voice, you imbecile. I was clicking my mandibles together!"
Arwen felt the magic well up as her skin was torn, and flung her hands out with an angered cry, a cloud of bacteria welling up and wiggling its way into any nostril it could find, attaching themselves to the nose and lungs and causing irritation... and then uncontrollable sneezing.
"And now you attack me!", she snarled, "Now I know why you were put to sleep for so long. You're insufferable."
Round: 1/?
Attempt: Create an annoying little bacteria that causes a lot of sneezing, can't bite when you can't control your head!
Defense: None
Injuries: Bitten by a lot of Hellswans
The hellswans attacking Arwen scattered, shaking their heads, sneezing; Isra remained where she was while the child queen yelled and cried. Imbecile? Heh. She waited for the tantrum to pass, the snakes twisting into each other behind her as they wriggled from the excitement.
"Oh, child queen," she said in a soft tone, the flames rolling against her body, growing and breathing. "You do not know insufferable. I have been awake while the caves were dormant, waiting for the return of the Hands, keeping my area as tidy as possible..." And finally, as a breath of life entered the cave, one had returned: Lord Dhracia. She lowered into a sitting position, and the hellswans backed away from the grub-child.
"If I see you here again, you will know insufferable. Do not return to this side of the river."
The hellswans parted, creating an opening toward the river. Arwen had now or never to flee.
@Arwen