'Damn it!' Eila grits her teeth as she tries to remain stoic, 'Gwyneira warned me about joining the Arena...'
"Captain Liam, are you sure?" An attacker asks.
Liam points his axe at Eila with a grin, "Yeah, I'm sure. Besides, even if she was good at melee fighting, it's clear that she relies on her magic more. But I'm guessing that's not an option for you right now, right? And even worse for you, even if you could make more poison, it'd take too long to affect us and we'd have one before it caused any severe damage."
Eila doesn't give a response, she just tosses her spear out at Liam who effortlessly cuts it in half and avoids all of the poisonous liquid, "Everyone! Charge!!"
All of the Ambushers charge closer with varying assortments of close-range magic and weapons. Eila creates a very small dome around her of poison, but the sheer number of attacks quickly drains away her mana as she continuously replenishes the dome.
