Never let it be said that the Killjoys have more than a few brain cells between them, because their response to being challenged by a woman is to charge you, howling for blood (and shouting a few gendered slurs into the bargain). The shock wears off quickly, and the clients in this part of the cafe head for the nearest exit with a hue and a cry. At least one of them is probably calling the cops.<br/><br/>The girls, on the other hand, make a more orderly retreat, including the two at the bar who both duck down behind it. You think you hear suspiciously mechanical sounds, as if someone is preparing to defend themselves.<br/><br/>So you are forced to handle yourself with premeditated self defense, and as before the first few to reach you find out that your claws are not at all decorative!  Missing limbs and with gashed faces, three of the leather-jacketed goons go down, stumbling and throwing off their compatriots' attempts to get to you.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Round Results</div><div class="spoiler_body">Rudy takes the Mob from 12HD to 9HD, maiming but not killing. The Mob fails to score a hit but passes the morale check due to losing members to violence. The customers fail their morale check and run for it. The staff pass their check and start to take measures.</div></div>