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[Slayerhero90]

She jumps back and kicks Bob in the face, which doesn't even need to be amplified to send an audible crack resonating throughout the halls.

[SomeStupidGuy]

((Same here, Jbg. It amuses me.))
"Well, nice job not dying."

[Jbg97]

Spit blood into the eyes/faceshield/whatever she looks out of and while she is momentairly blind, sweep her legs. While she is down, punch her in the face a few times before pulling out the knife and the club.

[Twi]

"I didn't really do the fighting, but thank you. "

[Slayerhero90]

She wipes the blood off of her faceshield, but while that happens, Bob get the legsweep in. Unfortunately for him, all that does is stagger her.

[Jbg97]

While she is staggered, uppercut.

((I can't tell if this is a fighting match between Bob and the Guard, or Me and Slayerhero.))

[Slayerhero90]

((Is it bad that I keep imagining Bob to be a midget?))
She accidentally parries whille flailing her weapons about in her blindness.

[Jbg97]

Gut Punch! Upper Cut! Throat Punch! Hadoken!

[Slayerhero90]

She finishes wiping off her visor. She waits for a punch to go in her direction, then she dodges and swipes her knife at Bob's gut.

[SomeStupidGuy]

"Even so." Sam shrugs.

[Jbg97]

Dodge, get behind her, punch to the base of the skull.

[Slayerhero90]

Bob successfully evades, but guess what? Helmet. Bob smashes his hand on the helmet. The guard spins around and gives Bob a nasty cut on his right arm.

[Jbg97]

((Yes! more blinding blood!))
Splatter more blood against her visor, while she tries to wipe her visor again, grab the club.

[Twi]

Orichalcum smiles.

"I've brushed closer to death. "

[Slayerhero90]

The guard remembers the first blood incident and shields her face by turning away for a second. She also swings the club at his left hand, breaking most of the bones inside.
"You're pretty immune to pian, aren'tcha?"