Iceworm ambush, round 2:

The Archer steps back 5 feet offline from his current position, trying to remain offline, and fires as quickly as he can. His first arrow find a weak spot in the armor, but the second arrow bounces off the thick protective plate.

The battle dancing whelp continues her dazzling twirling, ending one particularly acrobatic move with a roundhouse kick to the iceworms head.

Leaping forward and rolling across the creature's broad back, the whelp plants a knife solidly into its flesh as he gets to his feet.

The small whelp uses the reach her spear gives her to land a solid hit to the creature's abdomen, the point going deep, opening a bleeding wound.

Recovering from his near-subconscious dodge, the white-haired whelp enters a stance he knows he weakens his defenses, but opens up his enemies to deadly strikes. Stepping towards the creature's flank, the whelp concentrates and brings down his sword in a hard chop.

That wasn't what he had expected at all - all the knowledge and stories about iceworms he had heard were blown out of his mind when he stared at the creature. An yet, he still has a sword of steel and the elemental's power behind it. He still knows how to hurt it.
Bringing his blade into a high attacking position the whelp takes a solid stance at the flank of the giant animal. Then he lets the blade fall, not only to hurt but to distract the worm, as to give his comrades a better attacking position.

The iceworm, somewhat wounded by now but still in pretty good shape, shakes his head and snaps at the whelp doing the strange dance in front of it. The bite is right on target and the teeth do massive damage, opening a severe wound (15 damage).

With its tail, the iceworm swipes at the knife wielding whelp that fell off its back, lifting the whelp off its feet. The whelp lands against a tree, 20' away (8 damage).

The Axe-whelp watches as her javelin bounces off the worm's thick hide, just before being blasted with the creature's icy breath. Shivering from the sheer cold of its attack, she grabs another javelin from its case, deciding that if this attack fails, it will be time to give her axe a turn. However, she does not yet throw it, instead raising her voice in a rousing battlecry, chanting,
"Together now, my clan-friends!
An icy foe upon us descends!
We shall not falter, flee, or fall!
For we answer the glorious battle-call!"

Iceworm ambush, end of round 2: