((Cersei is not dodging.  She Empowers her weapon first: 2D Energetics, +1D Amulet, +2 fast ritual, -1D multiple actions (maintaining the shield), 6, 5, reroll 3, +2 = 16, so success!  Now let's resolve the Energy Bolt, while we're at it. The monster rolled enough to hit, and Cersei has to beat a damage roll of 18.  3D Strength, +2D shield = 5, 4, 1, 6, 5 = 21.))<br/><br/>((Chay and the monster repeat their actions.  Chay's goggles: 4D Dexterity, -1D multiple action, 5, 6, 3 = 14.  Chay's parry: 5D Melee Parry, -1D multiple action, 2, 1, 4, 4 = 11, not great, but better than the base 5 difficulty the monster has for basic tentacle-to-hand combat.  Monster rolls Monstery things...  including a Strength roll of 24 for damage.  Chay's got 4D Strength, 1, 3, 6, 6 = 15 ... I actually don't know that the Wild Die is supposed to result in a complication on a Strength roll, but since a penalty would put him Mortally Wounded, I'm gonna allow it.  Chay will end up Incapacitated, but can stay conscious (if unable to do much without titanic effort) with a Difficult Willpower or Stamina roll; he has neither skill, but his 4D Strength is his best bet: 3, 6, 4, 4 = 17, which is within the low range of "Difficult."  So he's groggy but aware.))<br/><br/>While Koh blends into the walls, edging closer to the front of the creature as it flails at Chay, Cersei holds her bastard sword in front of her, concentrating.  The blade seems to glow with a red light, and then eldrich flames burst out along its length, ghostly signifiers of the energy coursing through the weapon.  She has time to smile before another bolt of pure cold shimmers through the broad field protecting her and makes her shiver, almost double over again.  But once more, she shakes it off.  This time, however, it's with a grim satisfaction.<br/><br/>Chay shoots yet another jet of flame, which hits, but he's a little worried that the creature seems to be shrugging off a lot of practical damage.  Oh, it's in pain, not moving as well as it ought to, but a lot of that seems to be superficial.  He's so worried that fire isn't doing what he wants it to do, he almost misses the tentacle whipping out at him.  His sword lifts just a shade too late, and the meaty thwack of the slimy membrane lifts him completely off his feet, flinging him away.  By instinct alone, he manages to keep a grip on his sword as he lands on his back in the bed of a mine cart.  Barely clinging to consciousness, wheezing for air and hearing things inside crack as his chest moves, Chay at first thinks that his head is spinning, but then he notices the ceiling of the mine tunnel moving... or more accurately, the cart is moving, edging slowly away at first, but picking up speed on the slight down-slope of the tunnel leading off into the mine...<br/><br/>((End of round.  New declarations?  When is dready going to be able to take over Chay?  Not that he can do too much, I just like his input.))