Jesus
*Ardon stepped towards the nearest wright an intense glare in his eyes as he would bend over and lift the undead by the arms gripping them tightly if he was able to do so. Once he was able to get a hold of it he would take a few steps back before throwing the body towards the knocked down wright letting out a loud guttural grunt as he did so. If the wright were to resist to much that he was unable to actually get a hold or throw it then he'd simply send a barrage of punches at him way with the multiple right arms*

```
2.5 Mana Regenerated
25/40 Mana Pool
Scaled Skin Lasting 2 Turns
```
Paul
*Mevis only feels the top of the spearhead clatter against his skin, as Alloces' blade chops through the spear, the percussive force of the blow amplified by the spear slamming down on it.*

*Summon 1 is able to kill the zombie that hit its leg.*

*Ashnard is able to kill both the wight and a nearby zombie with ease, as the unguarded wight tries to pull back the rope dart.*

*Summon 2 would be able to untangle themselves.*

*Ardon would have to go through several zombies before getting to the wight, though he's able to easily stampede the zombies. The wight steps back, keeping the distance.*

*The spear wight now only has a quarterstaff, and backs away from Alloces' strike, using the shaft to deflect the blow. Afterward, he would go for a wide right to left sweep at both warriors.*
Doris
Ah, there's nothing like the smell scorched, putrid flesh in the evening. Compared to the constant stench of decaying corpses, it smelled like a freshly cooked meal. And by the looks of his handiwork, Ashnard had to commend himself for having roasted it *Just right*. Alas, time was not a luxury the beastkin could afford. More undead were closing in, as if waiting their turns on the chopping block- he might as well oblige them.

Maintaining a high momentum from his charge, the jackal pivoted past the slain wight, his flaming blades seeking the line of zombies that were closing in on Summon 2. Assuming none of them were fast enough to impede his charge, the trio of blades would move ahead in a crescent motion to sever the necks of all three zombies in that row, clearing some of that much-needed space to have a clear lunge at his next text.

```
2.5 Mana regen- 7.5/15 Mana left
Flowing footwork- 1 turn left active
Flaming Blade- 1 turn left active
Parallel processing used```
Nancy
*Mevis would wince slightly from the impact, but was grateful that the the spearhead blocked. Perhaps he could take advantage of this situation. Mevis would attempt to grab hold of the spear shaft and pull it while twisting his hip and raising his leg to deliver a side thrust kick to the wight's chest. He hoped the counter force of him pulling the spear and his side thrust would be sufficient enough to destroy the wight's chest cavity. If however the wight was quick enough to let go of his spear Mevis could at least be grateful about disarming it*

```2.5 mana recovered, 4/4 Air skin, 4/6 Chi flow, 80/130 mana```
Joan
*Alloces already had his right hand blade up in the air from having cut short the spear user's spear, so he simply flipped the blade so that the cutting edge, gleaming and razor-sharp, was pointing down, before lunging forward as the spear user moved back, bringing the blade downwards as he moved. With his Gen Speed, he was confident in being able to split the wight in half before the wight's strike connected. His left hand blade, he would pull back as he moved forward, to sweep it forward in tandem in a horizontal chop at the zombie above, from right to left. By the by, at this point he would be above the wight somewhat in terms of the map, not directly charging it to allow his comrade to do his thing.
Summon 2 would charge at the zombie in the green shirt, his shield angled to deflect any potential blows from the zombie in orange, leaving his right sword arm space to slash at the zombie starting high and ending low, left to right.
Summon 1 would charge at the remaining zombie above and to the left of him, bashing it with the shield before delivering a slash to it, in order to finish off the undead in that corner of the arena.*
``` 17.5/150 mana, Mana cap of 120.
Gen speed of 1.17, Psion Speed 3 turns, Flaming strike(right sword) 2 turns, Both strikes with effectively 10 str```
Jesus
*As the wight stepped back Ardon stepped backwards aswell going toward the center before summoning a weapon from his hands. A pale glow released from his hands as he cast Armory of The Corrupted Light, as he cast the spell the light around his hand materialized into a 4.2 meter long pilum that he would then throw towards the unarmed wight. The object was twice as heavy as a regular Heavy Pilum along with being twice the size. The pilum itself didn't look like a proper pilum though, it looked like the general silhouette of the object but the material it seemed to be made of what some sort of transparent yellow light that had flashes of black and red streaking through it. Very Cool*

```
Armory of The Corrupted Light cast
2.5 Mana Regenerated
7.5/40 Mana Pool
```
Paul
*Ashnard easily dispatches of the remaining 3 zombies surrounding Summon 2, as well as Alloces's blade cutting straight through one of them.*

*The wight, retaining his skills as a martial artist, deflects the blow just enough that the blazing blade doesn't hit him, and he does let go of his weapon. However, he raises his knee and blocks Mevis's side kick. His arms would grab onto the foot as the kick connects, and he would try to wrap his leg around Mevis's, which would put it in a kneebar, with Mevis's foot on his hip and the wight's foot on Mevis's knee.*

*By now, two zombies would have crept up on Mevis since he was preoccupied with the wight. One would strike him in the back with a sloppy yet powerful swing, and it would impact him in the shoulder, throwing him off balance. The other would be crawling, and it would sink its teeth into Mevis's calf despite his protection.*
Doris
Once he'd cut a burning swath across the lesser zombies, Ashnard would finally set sights on the spear wight ahead of him that had Mevis pinned so far. Might as well finish what his teammates started, lunging with his right blade forward. 

The blackened flames aimed for its temples, flanking from its right and maintaining the ruthless momentum from before. Assuming the attack was successful and the wight burned to ashes like all the other undead before it, Ashnard would move on to dispatch the lesser undead that lingered around Mevis, feeding the black flames one final meal before they were sated.

```2.5 Mana restored, 10/15 Mana left.
 Parallel processing used```
Joan
*Alloces would have already essentially resigned the wight off to the land of the permanently dead, seeing as how his teammates were about to polish it off. He took his composite bow back from his back, nocking and drawing an arrow to point at the unarmed master over by the corner that was being static, before releasing to put the wight out of his misery.* 
While he did that, Summon 2 would essentially rush the zombie behind Mevis, shield bashing it and slashing it down. 
Summon 1 would go on to eliminate the last zombie in his quadrant via the same method.*
Steven
``` 20/150 mana, Mana cap of 120. Gen speed of 1.17, Psion speed 2 turns, Flaming strike(Right blade) 1 turn, Both strikes with effectively 10 str```
Nancy
*With Mevis' right leg caught, his left calf bitten, and his shoulder/body knocked off balance, it wouldn't be a huge surprise to see Mevis flop the ground with his strongest weapon, his feel, rendered immobile. That said, he didn't scream or cry for help, cus how could he? Everyone came to this dojo expecting one another to look after themselves. It would be selfish to request aid from these strangers simply because he himself wasn't strong enough to protect himself. He would reactivate his air defense and from the ground he would also attempt to aim an air blast at the wight's leg to knock him off balance, hopefully causing it to let go of his leg in the process*

```2.5 mana recovered, 1/4 Air skin, 5/6 Chi flow, 47.5/130 mana```