A Lost Voyage
While it would seem that the little demons are focused on just Onyx, they are in fact rather aware of the rest of the party.
As Lothrin lunges forward towards the creature, it flies upwards suddenly, his finger tips almost brushing against it as it whirls overhead and darts toward him. As it decends upon him the creature barrel rolls off to the right, turning sharp enough to avoid the blade from Larzander. It quickly returns to the ceiling to better assess the situation.
Arryn swings toward the second but, much like the previous, it is keenly aware of his presence. It twirls around to the side in what appeared like a small dance, complete with a mocking, sardonic smile it flashes at him. That hubris, however, has cost it dearly as Onyx brings the full weight of his sword down upon the wretch, nearly cleaving it in two as its lifeless body crashes to the floor with a sickening almost wet sounding thud.