Arvadraa

She gives an adorable 'eep' sound and falls back, accidentally hugging herself. With the tentacles. She leaps up and brushes them off, looking around in surprise and worry. But not for the attackers.

"Blades! Are you okay?"

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Zaros

He rolls off of whomever he may happen to be pinning, and brings his sword to bear against, ah, nothing.

His armor fades slowly back to black, his eyes close, and he sheathes his blade.

"Is everypony alright?" He asks tonelessly.