The last daemon thaws out, but it has already been surrounded and is immediately met with a simultaneous barrage of magic, axes, swords, and a hammer. The party moves out of the way of the noxious slime trail, which begins dissipating. At first, nothing else seems to be happening. The elven woman is still suspended in the column of bright light. Revaethan shouts...
"Jekaena!"
She looks down, then the column of light flickers out. Jekaena falls straight down into the middle of the fountain. She splashes around, gasping, and climbs out, tumbling to the floor. She stammers...
"Cold, cold cold...water?"
She lifts herself back up to the edge of the fountain, then dips forward, her body hanging over the edge of the fountain, and gulps up copious amounts of water.