The feet belonged to eight men.  Four men surrounding an older gentleman, and three men with their backs turned behind the five.  No sooner had they gotten out onto the dock than Elisabeth let her spell rip, sending it out to encompass the area around the door.  And almost like a magical version of the wave, they all collapsed onto their backs.  They were not dead, oh no.  They were gasping and panting and feeling<em>ohhhhhh so good</em>to actually be dead.  Which led to the following report from Musubi.<br/><br/>"TOC, Flanker 2.  Um...targets at back door...ah, incapacitated."<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br/>Spell Resistance Tests<br/>Thug A (3 dice): 1 hit. -9 penalty<br/>Thug B (3 dice): 1 hit. -9 penalty.<br/>Thug C (3 dice): 2 hits. -8 penalty.<br/><br/>Elite Guard A (4 dice): 1 hit. -9 penalty.<br/>Elite Guard B (4 dice): 1 hit. -9 penalty.<br/>Elite Guard C (4 dice): 2 hits. -8 penalty.<br/>Elite Guard D (4 dice): 0 hits. -10 penalty.<br/><br/>Gang Leader (4 dice): 1 hit.  -9 penalty.<br/><br/>As per the optional Orgy/Orgasm rule in Street Magic, since penalty exceeds Willpower (by a <em>ton</em>), all the guys at the door become incapped.</div></div>