Naael snarled, baring her teeth. "Feeling awfully cocky, when half your number are dead, aren't you?" she asked, as she contemptuously parried his attack. (Weapons defense, Skill of +4, roll of +3, total of +7.)<br/><br/>She threw him back, hard, with the parry, disengaging from him for the moment, as she turned on the man who was still trying to regain his footing, hoping to take him out of the fight, and improve her odds further.<br/><br/>(Weapon attack on the<em>Off Balance</em>mook, skill of +4, roll of -2, tagging Off Balance for the +2, for a net of +4.)