The strike came true, striking the back of her head, and sending her into a sommersault, into a vault, and as she springed off her legs, using Samson's full momenting and hers.  The end result was a sudden, sharp strike to Samson's solar plexus.  Even as a big man, one strike was enough to topple the beast, sending him holding his gut to the ground, gasping for breath, as she gracefully landed back onto her feet.  "One down, dude."  She stated casually, resuming an open palmed figting stance.  "One to go.  I told ya, I don't need that stick to fight.  But hey, i'll give you a full five seconds to run away before I turn your balls into jello.  1..."<br/><br/>((Rolled a nat 1 for Samson, he goes down, leaving Katsuo to take her on alone))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>