(OOC - My, that was effective.

I can't get the die roller to work properly either, so for this post I've "cheated" and used my hard-copy dice.)
Feiran:
[sblock] Gazing down at the badly burnt individual before you, you think you detect very shallow breathing. But you may be hallucinating. If he's not dead, he probably'll wish he was if he ever wakes up. You nudge him with your foot, hoping for a groan, or something, but no dice.[/sblock]
Cagthail:
Lashing out wildly, your form breaks for a moment, pulling you out of line and preventing you from inflicting anything more than a few ineffectual scrapes on the boomers. As their nets bulge under the strain, you hastily bring both of your weapons up into an impenetrable guard. (No, seriously, that parry score is disturbing.

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Runehounds:
Sensing the imminent demise of the boomers, the bizarre hounds distend their jaws in a grotesque parody of a panting hound.
Illira:
Attempting to hack into the wounded boomer, your eyes are deceived not by the creatures' strange blurring effect but by their sinuous, whip-like speed. Both of your powerful strokes meet only air.
Animal Control Squad:
The squad is still fighting a losing battle to keep the three netted boomers away from the fighters. As they do so, two of them slip in the partly-dried muck of the street, loosing their trailing rope and causing their partners to be pulled off their feet.
Narine:
In an odd reversal of fortunes, your hurled javelin striks true, digging into the hide of the wounded boomer and slowing its pressing assault on Cagthail and Illira. The wound is minor, but every little bit helps. (5 damage!)
Boomers:
Even after your attacks, nearly a dozen boomers remain. But, suddenly, most of them disappear into the air itself with an audible slurping sound, pulled back like tentacles through space. Only four remain: the netted creatures and the blood-frenzied wounded specimen.
The wounded boomer snaps at Illira with an oddly petulant air, as though simultaneously frenzied with bloodlust and mildly annoyed at its swiftly-arriving death. Its teeth close around her arm, tearing through clothing and scoring skin before pulling away. (12 damage)
The remaining three boomers continue to struggle against their bonds. With a loud series of snapping sounds, one rends its net, casting aside the animal control squad members attempting to rein it in. The other two continue to lash and flail with redoubled fury.
New Initiative:
Narine:20
Boomers: 20
Feiran: 19
Adinal: 19
Cagthail: 17
Runehounds: 16
Illira: 14
Animal Control Squad: 14