<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">1d20 → [19] = (19)<br/>1d20 → [1] = (1)<br/><br/>And the favor's returned twofold!<br/> (http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/3566854/)</div></div><br/>"Yeah!  An excuse!"  Aella started, getting her balance back--only to feel the yank that drew her back, off balance with only one leg--and with her being pulled back towards him...<br/><br/>The mail-breaker pierced through her shroud at the back, narrowly missing several more important bits inside as it punctured through, scraping and meeting resistance as it impacted the suit on the other end, a slight dent raising from it's blueblack portion, blood leaking out for a few seconds as she staggered, still a little dazed as the<em>Shroud</em>worked doubletime to dull the pain, the cracks sealing once again, and metal leaking in from the inside to plug the hole...<br/><br/>It wasn't healthy, but it would keep what would have otherwise been a potentially mortal wound closed until she got to a cleric... One way or another anyway..<br/><br/>"I'm not a murderer!"  She snapped back, coughing a few flecks of blood out as she rose to her feet, the shroud gleaming from the water falling off of it.  "I'm doing this because I have to, not because I enjoy it!  I've got a duty and all!"<br/><br/>She turns and lunges, grasping Vulpae's faceplate and driving him back into the water, smashing his face against the surface of the crystal below.  "Just stop moving and we don't need to keep this up!<br/><br/><strong>Aella 3<br/>Vulpae 2</strong>