And she'll surge forward - Focusing her attacks on the wounded man! One less person to worry about-<br/><br/>"Where do you<em>think</em>you're going, boys~?" Syndella purred - Her greatsword carving the air in lightning-quick arcs-! The brunette would close the distance, striking as they retreated...The better to cut them down!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Attack Roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll(1d20)+8:<br/>11,+8<br/>Total:19</div></div><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Damage</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll(2d6)+4:<br/>3,2,+4<br/>Total:9</div></div>