<em>(1d3m-1 Result: 2)<br/>(2 Pain Units received)<br/>(2/10, 8 remaining)</em><br/><br/>Too quick for Lyn's blade, Chin-Wan dodged out of the way and delivered a scorching back hand across her face.  His attack was quick, decisive, and brooked no reprisal.  The groups clashed around in a din of screaming, death, blood, and turmoil--it was impossible at this point to tell who was winning, as all the bandits seemed the same in the chaotic din.<br/><br/>Forced to circle round Chin-Wan, Lyn noticed that Wen Ben's best archer had a shot lined up on Chin-Wan.  It was possible he could survive such a blow, with immediate basic medical attention.  All the archer was waiting for was Lyn's signal and a clear shot...<br/><br/><strong>"Try something else, whore!"</strong>he barks angrily, hands raised and ready to hurl flame.<strong>"I look forward to roasting that leather right off your tits!"<br/></strong><br/><strong>Feint Chin-Wan into position to get shot by the archer, give the signal: Dodge 4<br/>Keep wearing down Chin-Wan, hoping he'll slip up: Dodge x 2d6 (Chin-Wan will roll 2d6, succeed if your number exceeds his)<br/>Go for another decisive strike--Chin-Wan's initial blow has gotten him cocky: Melee 9<br/>Try to distract him for a moment with your curvaceous body: Seduction 8<br/></strong>