Chelsea
*While the bolts would fall from Aize uselessly, the fireballs that were aimed at the group would smash into his side and back, searing his hard flesh. The two gangsters would crumple under his strikes, a couple of them rushing in and flanking his back - their legs flashing a vibrant red as they accelerated faster.*
`Burst Dash - 1 Turn`
*The three mages that Terrel charged would attempt to draw their own weapons - sets of clubs and maces - and defend themselves from his strikes, the flames stifled for now. One would fall from his slashes, another flanking his left and lunging at him with his mace, bringing it down on his shoulder.*
Freddie
*Toki would struggle against two of the gangsters, quickly breaking the wind-and-bind with one and slashing upwards across his neck, meeting the second's blade with his own. Nobuyasu gave the deflected gangster a swift kick, stabbing the curved end of his katana into the leg of the downed thug. Hanai had propped Kiyo up by the door, stamping out the closest flames and drawing her own sword as one gangster stalked towards them.*
Nathaniel
*Unfortunately for the thug, Taito was incredibly flexible - and he wasn't wearing a codpiece. After being disabled in the most effective manner, the gangster's grip would loosen on the captain and fall to the ground, groaning quietly as he curled up. Taito chuckled at him, shaking her head and brandishing her weapon with a roar and a grin.*
"Sorry, man. Wrong team. Now, who wants some!?"
Donna
*Aize stopped for a moment and took a look at his side seeing he smoke and sizzling sound coming off of it, he then looked towards the nearest mages and grabbed one of the thugs he knocked out. He then started very quickly walking towards then mages seeming like he was incredibly angry now, this mage had just burned is skin which was gonna scar and hurt for weeks, so he was about to give this mage a permanent injury. If aizes face could make an expression it would most likely be rage.*
Guillermina
*With one falling under the attack from his blade, he would turn towards one of the other mages, trying to move out of the way of the mace so that his shoulder would at least not take the full blunt of the weapon. Though he may not be quick enough to avoid it completely, at least he can bear the weight of the pain for the time being even if it meant a bone or two would end up broken in the process. Being able to use his crossbow in this situation, however, was another story. Terrel would attempt to deliver a kick to the stomach of the mage flanking his left, while he kept his sword readily in his right to at least be able to defend himself from the third mage.*

```Psionic Speed - 4 Turns
Herculean Strength - 4 Turns
75/100 Mana Remaining```