Mie Feng eyed the men cockily, though inside she qualed at their gloating.  She almost froze, but anger at what they’d clearly done to her friend drove her on.  She flipped her staff in the air.  A stornado briefly formed, spinning it, before coalessign down into a ball of wind between her hands, cupped before her breasts.  She clapped her hands together, then shot them out.  The wind exploded out in all directions, but not with half the strength she’d hoped for.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Bending 18:  <br/>Reflex Save 17 vs. 2d4 Bludgeoning Damage and Bull rushed at +8<br/></div></div>