"Well...as they say in the business, we take those," Mila muttered to herself, more amused than anything. Moving quickly, she picked up the sword that was thrown at her feet, and rushes back into the fray. Emboldened by her successful throw, she takes another cheap shot, the only way for her to level the playing field with the giants she was forced to fight against, and lunged at the back of the greenskin currently facing down Zuri. Weaving and dodging as best she could, she ducks away from the wild gladiator's swings, and drives forward with her sword...!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Damage</div><div class="spoiler_body">3 and 4. How much damage is that against Wun?</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Defense</div><div class="spoiler_body">5 &amp; 1 against Don's attack. 2 successes, Stress avoided!</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Offense</div><div class="spoiler_body">1 and 16 against Don. 2 successes (from the crit). Defense roll pending</div></div>