Alison knew Kharveryos, and knew it well. Anathema had been especially useful in those fights, because the assassin could get to just the right place on the thing's spine and target it. The trouble was figuring out what place that was, since it tended to be randomly generated, and though she wasn't about to go charging in in place of Anathema, she knew what sign to look for.

She crept around, keeping her distance, eyes scanning down the thing's spine from the base of it's skull down to - there, there it was! Right between the shoulder blades!

Alison had seen Rhys rush in, and knew he had never fought this thing. He'd never had a character high enough to join in on the max-level raids when she'd offered a spot. She wasn't sure if the others would know, either, and even if they already did, hearing it again wouldn't hurt.

So she scooted as close as she dared before shouting, "Spinel!" to try and get his attention (since that was the name she knew him most as), only waiting a quick beat before she followed it up. "The shaking vertibrae, between the shoulders! Target it!"

The thing started thrashing and breathing ice and Alison could only hope Rhys (or any of them) heard her before she was scrambling back. She had none of the defences of her characters, and would be of far more use helping the other mundanes get the fuck out.