The table slammed into the man, elicting another grunt of pain. It looked like it hurt him, but not as bad as earlier. This was proven to be the case when he threw himself bodily onto the table, his foot lashing out with a kick that connected with Wu's head. From the look on his face, it was a man resigned to his fate, but determined to take someone to the Ten Hells with him.<br/><br/>((Attack roll of 13 -3 for wound penalty, 11 points of damage))<br/><br/>The last of the three backed away, keeping his hands up to guard himself. Fear, or perhaps good sense, seemed to be motivating him.