Unable to back away due to covering Miyuki's flank, he simply took the three hits, before calmly executing the three wannabe assassins. The explosions that followed were most definitely not expected, however. Not that he wasn't already instinctively minimizing his profile to avoid the blasts even as the first suddenly started swelling like an overfilled balloon. Flash training was a wonderful thing, even if it didn't help much.<br/><br/>He winced as the over pressure pounded his ears, and he could feel them aching with each burst, but he was already turning back to the main threat, hoping he wasn't late, even as he realized he couldn't hear a damn thing. "Marksman deaf, flank open. Miyuki, keep focus right, tap if more arrive."<br/><br/>Finished with his extra, likely extremely loud, orders, he opened fire on the barbarian, even as he looked her over. He needed to know what she would try next.<br/><br/>fort 31 (vs poison +13)<br/>fort 13,14,12 (vs deafen +9)<br/>attacks 16/17/18/21 (+7/7/7/2)<br/>damage 22,22,22,22 (2d6+15) [...]