The magical darkness covers up all that is going on right now. The skeleton throws its second spear (you can determine that well enough) and you hear it hammer into one of the fungi behind the beholder. Another of Narzens crackling bolts whistle past and shatters against the wall, while a lashing sound comes from near the creature too. The latter growls: "Now, lets the play begin in earnest, shall we?" Its eye fixes on Zouhlnor, who lashes out with his axe, but misses the beast narrowly. He sees it floating upwards, but out of the darkness lashes Iira's chain and scores a decent hit. Magic crackles along the metal, though it seems to have no visual effect on the beholder. The others hear Kethryllia talking with Nata'al while another two arrows from Geirildin huming through the air. After a heartbeat or two, Nata'al shouts in drow: "All get ready! We need to drop the darkness to attack it. Either that or we back off to a better field of battle. To much space! We cast spells to get support in any case!" Soon afterwards, Jhalashar adds: "I cast another darkness as cover, if necessary!"