Shiala starts struggling in earnest, now; she's aware of a fight going on, elsewhere, and maybe that's enough to let her squirm her way free, enough of a distraction to the tentacles that hold he captive. She's not going to wait passively, that's for certain.

She gives a cry of triumph as she slips through the coils, lands in the water with a splash. For a moment she drifts under the water, disoriented and still hazy from whatever venom has affected her, but she recovers quickly and swims to the surface.