<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">My turn!<br/>1d20 → [09] = (09) <br/>1d20 → [09] = (09)<br/>http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3564621/ (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3564483/)<br/>Miss<br/></div></div><br/>Aella wasn't actually that slow, it would defeat the purpose of having magic armor if it pinned you to the ground (At least until she ran out of power anyway), but the truth of the matter was that it really didn't matter against someone so prone to sprints and flanking attacks--the daggers weren't really of any major threat, there was only so hard you could throw one, and it was well within her abilities to absorb the damage...  So she didn't bother blocking them, focusing more on the slashes, catching and deflecting them where she could--it wasn't until he threw the knives at her helmet, deflected off of the hardened crystalline shell that her defenses slipped for a moment.<br/><br/>And the sword crashed into her chest, overwhelming her defenses and transmitting a sizable portion through, several ribs cracking before the blade was halted--but it gave her an opportunity of her own, driving her opposite fist up and below Vulpae's outstretched arms, delivering a bone-shattering fist, striking hard enough to easily dislocate one of his limbs.<br/><br/>For obvious reasons, Aella was quick to stagger backwards, the cracks sealing as they tended to in this situation, but it was a fairly bad start to this whole routine.<br/><br/><strong>Aella:4 hp<br/>Vulpae: 3 hp</strong>