Inarael shifted her stance quietly as the creatue continued ot glower at her amoment, though she felt a slight waver. Swiftly she looked back at Sherry,t he girl she was protecting, the one she was determined to save. the girl was terrified, she too could see this beast, it was nothing of the like she'd ever witnessed, but Inarael's shout snapped her back into reality as the elf called to her,
"Sherry! I will save you! Believe in me!" She called, the wide-eyed farm girl stared at her a moment but then nodded nervously. She stared forward at the beast again as it's long neck arched, pulling back a moment, jaws widening further. It's intent was to bite her and swallow her up in one swift move. But that also meant its attack would be direct and easy to predict.

The weapon in her hand shifted form again, it grew smaller, even smaller than the chain, thinner and lighter, it almost seemed like a disadvantaged choice, for it took the form of a rapier, a light weapon, a thin, sharp blade and a pin-like tip. The beast lunged, just as she knew it would, stemping forward rapidly to increase the force and range of its attack, the speed of the approach would have been too much for a human but her reflexes graced her with the ability to dance aside finely.
She made a gentle pirouette as she dodged, catching the rapier's tip along the side of it's face and cleaving a long gash along the neck as it stretched past her, skin tearing rapidly and saving her the effort of putting strength into an attack. She held the blade firmly until the apex of the beast's strike and then re-angled the blade, pointing it inwards and planting it deep into the side of the devourer's neck.

It was understandably enraged by the pain it now felt, it was not enough to defeat the beast, but the long gash bled the dark blood of the creature. It turned on its clawed feet, whipping its large tail toward her in a sweep. Inarael had enough time to leap up and roll over the tail itself, landing on the other side, however she found herself defending as it quickly turned, sweeping its tail int he opposite direction.
She held the rapier overhead, pointing down tot he ground and placed her other arm up defensively. The tail impacted on her and for a moment, she shifted, or rather she seemed to blink. Her appearance changed for the briefest of instances, blonde hair going sheet white, blue eyes instead glowed a deep red and darkened skin was accented by black markings, the image vanished as swiftly as it had appeared and she slid along the ground, dragging dust up in her wake. The tail slipped past her and she took a preparatory stance once more.

The beast howled in her direction once more, but she stood firm, or at least appeared to. She could feel the aches and pains of activity, the sting from the force of that tail striking against her. She needed to make a decisive blow, but she didn't have much strength left to spare. It was finding the right opportunity that was the issue, she'd fought devourers before and they had so few exploitable physical weaknesses that she could strike with so little power remaining. If all else failed,s he could create a new weakness. She certainly had an idea or two..