Luck had saved the man from the kick, but no amount of luck would allow him to even touch his Exalted opponent. Ihorangi's flesh almost melted before the attack, flowing before the attack, like water disperses while a stupid child is trying to hold to it. At the same time, the Exalted jumped back, almost as if propelled by the attack. He only had a couple of feet to retreat, but that was enough to give him time. Then he slammed the door, stopping the brawler who was trying to rush him - he had to, unless he wanted to punch a solid wooden door, and probably break his wrist.<br/>Then the door opened, and Ihorangi was there. He wasn't trying to hurt him anymore, though. Actually, he was smiling and looked past him and downward, to a point at the ground.<br/>Then the man realized he was alone in the cabin with<em>a friggin' leopard</em>and he had left it behind his back...<br/>The realization coincided with the next kicks, Ihornagi's right foot slamming into his body. The Lunar was smiling...<br/><br/><br/>OOC: Since I activated my combo, it was a perfect defence with a flurry breaker and stunting the interruption of his flurry. Now the guy is acting at the same tick as me and Kohl, since her grapple was slower. Now it's just two kicks that are not going to kill him, because I'm taking a penalty to prevent it, again.