<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Cynthia Round 3</div><div class="spoiler_body">Keeping my Initiative (for simplicity)<br/>Targeting the Crowd (Getting Guard Captains first, if any): Killing 15 guys, leaving 14 left. <br/>At 2013-07-20 17:56:38, lockepick (uid: 41941) rolls: 1d20m4 Result: 15 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=48516)<br/></div></div><br/>Cynthia heard the calls about Steel, but she couldn't disengage from her position without causing the army to be flanked. She looked over in the directions of the yelling, and hoped the men picking up Steel were smart enough to come to her. She redoubled her efforts in trying to eliminate the soldiers in front of her as quickly as she could. The gate captains were already dead, and the rest of the crowd was beginning to come free from the panic that the fire had caused.<br/><br/>Cynthia brought the orb down to her waist, and with a motion, sent it spinning around her body. The orbit and motion got larger and the speed of the orb picked up. By the time it got far enough out that it could hit her attackers, it was almost a streak of white, coliding into green brutes and knocking them away with more of the tell tale bleaching and tanning than the orb emitted. It created some distance for her, as the bolder half of the soldiers who had tried to close the gap were taken out. The orb was pulled back, hovering over one hand, the light shining regardless of any dirt or blood that should be on the surface.