<strong>Name:</strong>Shu Ruan<strong>Passion:</strong>Glory<br/><strong>Defense:</strong>4<strong>Skills:</strong>Gadgets( ) Engineer(X) Firearms(X)<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>3(3)<strong>Traits:</strong>1.(X) 2.( ) 3.( )<br/><strong>AP:</strong>5(10)[5]<strong>SP:</strong>0[6]<strong>CP:</strong>2(8)<br/><hr/><br/>Circling around for a better angle of attack, Shu lets out a bark of laughter to see the monsters' futile efforts.  Deftly, he flicks a pair of cartridges from his belt into the air, slamming them one after the other into his weapon's chamber (because 'overkill' is not a concept that Shu Ruan has ever quite grasped).  Frigid bolts streak across the city's ruins, soaring past Draken to crash into the approaching hellhounds and scattering them like so many dogsicles.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Spending 4 strike dice, +1 from Area Strike, +1 from Frost Aura, +3 from Frost Vulnerability.<br/>https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=59076<br/>7 successes, so 2 wounds to the doggyswarm.</div></div>