Lalawethika was purely defiant like the mountain against a raging storm. When her knees hit hi chest he did not move, but the clock work machinery whirled and buzzed springing to life as he body pushed forward against her attack. His arm pushed her knife blade back as it hit metal and the lithe  Sayen was launched across the room with surprising and inhuman force. "Pitiful descendant! Indeed my ancestors cry out for blood. But it is your blood thy seek, and I shall give it!" Said the metal man. He picks up his two tomahawks. and springs forward towards are heroine in a flurry. He believes this will be the last exchange.<br/><br/>Lalawethika was short a success short last round and had to burn up 1 Chi. He has Zero left.<br/><br/>Full Result: Lalawethika rolled: 4d6<br/>Comment: Yang<br/>Result: 4, 5, 5, 6,<br/>Total: 20<br/>1 Success<br/><br/>Full Result: Lalawethika rolled: 2d6<br/>Comment: Yin<br/>Result: 5, 1,<br/>Total: 6<br/>1 Success