(Bee's Falling Water Strike, 11 - 11 - 4 = Miss. Jeremor's elbow, 11 - 20 - 3 = miss. Doughguy's grapple, 16 - 17 - 11 = miss.)<br/><br/>Yin watched with relief as his attackers were flung far away from him, creating the much needed breathing room he desired. However, he was interrupted when he noticed both the girl charging for him, crimson stains about her mouth due a bleeding and possibly broken nose. He noted her streaming eyes, and guessed this was her final, blind charge. A last ditch attempt at showing Yin her true worth.<span style="font-style: italic">You have already shown it.</span>Yin thought knowingly. He prepared to move in evasion of her attack, but was distracted when he saw in his peripherals the thai fighter moving in to flank Yin's position. Without much though, Yin did all he knew he could and leapt into the air using only his instincts to guide him. His jump was solid, kicking up dirt and grass underfoot as he lifted off. He had used much more strength than required, sending him far into the air almost as if in sudden flight. He peered down as his velocity was coming to a slow, he gauged he was over a hundered feet in the air now but was still gradually climbing. He saw that the two he had thrown were both heading into the fray but had been too slow in making contact with Yin.<span style="font-style: italic">They show incredible courage in face defeat. Admirable of them, though foolish. If they had organized in the beginning, they may have stood a chance against me, but now, their defeat is certain.</span>Yin resolved to himself. As he thought, Yin's leap came to it's terminal velocity, and he hung in the air a moment before gravity took him once again towards the ground. He positioned himself to land a ways away from the group. Far away enough to avoid an imminent attack, but close enough to engage them in conversation.<br/>He landed with the grace of a dancer, smoothly but solidly landing into a crouching position. He stood up quickly, wishing to speak with them before the bout went on any further.<br/>"Enough!" Yin shouted with authority. "This bout is over. It is plain that you cannot defeat me." Yin stated, he let the words hang there. Much like the slackened jaws of the observing crowds that had just bore witness to feats they had not thought possible of human beings. he let the words hang, enjoying the theatrical tension created by it. "However. You have all proved yourself capable in combat. You have abilities far beyond that of any regular person." As he spoke he began to move forwards, closing the gap between them so he could speak at more regular volumes. "I've decided that if you'll have me, I will instruct you in the ancient ways of Shaolin Kung fu and take you in as my disciples." The proposition was genuine and uttered with confidence, hiding the reservations that still irked at him despite all he did to quiet them.