To her surprise, her stubby body seems to have lost none of the raw agility she had. Oh, to be sure, she does not have that heavenly seeming motion, but she's as athletic as before and as the cold iron is thrown she leaps in the way of it!
Oh! The numbness! As it seems a part of her fae soul is violated by the piercing dull metal that leeches the very stuff of her!
"For the glory of House Balor!" Efek hisses!
And...a flash of glamour and...all goes black.
And she dreams not.