Another dodge, and then he dashed again, giving ground. He could feel his mind wandering, but forced focus on his goal of keeping her enraged, and following him. Nothing else mattered, and he could think of little else, each slap degrading his mind more.<br/><br/>Acrobatics (avoid AoO) +15<br/>attack 24 (+13)<br/>damage 12 (2d4+5)