Kyndal staggered under the hobgoblin's assault, a nasty-sounding crack coming from her arm as she grits her teeth in pain. Swinging her mace around hard at the closest hobgoblin, she tried to fall back, realising she was too badly wounded to remain in the front...<br/><br/>((1 HP left...ouch!<br/>Attack, 1d20+1 = 6, Damage 1d6 = 4<br/><br/>Falling back as far as she can (presumably a full move...)))