The muscle-bound beauty strikes true and with unbridled ferocity!  Death comes to the bandit without mercy, accompanied by the painful thud of the felling blade.<br/><br/>Molle, the sincerity of the blow inters your large sword into the man's shoulder, down to his chest and nearly to his groin, splattering blood almost comically in a 10 ft. radius.  Since he had raised his hand in a last ditch effort to defend himself, it too lies severed at your feet, your sharp blade cutting through bone and flesh like a hot knife through butter.  You slide your blade out, and he falls limp before you.<br/><br/>I will amend your position later!<br/><br/>But for now:<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Head Bandit:  Free, on Rooftop (now sstanding)<br/>Bandit 1:  Wounded, Entangled, Prone, Knocked Out (1 HP)<br/>Bandit 2:  Entangled<br/>Bandit 3:  Pretty dead<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Top of the order!<br/><br/>