Chapter 1: The Blind Phoenix
""̴͉̭̇I̶̙͌̌ṭ̶͒́ ̸̟̈́s̵̻̲̊̏ẽ̷̳̕e̷̟̅͛m̴̧̔̌ŝ̵̟͂ ̶̝̤̅t̴̢̯͑͛h̴̭͋͜a̶̻̋t̴̖̣̓̄ ̸̜͒w̶̗̌ë̶̦̼́̌ ̷̣̠͑͛ş̷̉͋t̴̗͚͂i̷͒̕ͅl̵̮͗l̷̙̊ ̶̙͑h̸͓͇̾ọ̶͛̀l̵̹̒d̸̠͙̑ ̸͇̥̑̈́s̶̩͉͊̿o̷̡͇̐m̷̬̉e̷̬̘͑͌t̸͖͝ḫ̴̥͛̑i̶͕̩͠ǹ̸͈͠g̴̳̍̿ ̴̟̰̿̽d̸̙͒͌ĕ̴̲͖̔á̵̱̳͝r̷̗͈̀̌ ̸̡͍̑́ť̸̘͋o̸̢̗͗ ̸͑ͅũ̴͔s̸̛ͅ.̷͈̐͂ ̷̩̘͂W̷̜̋͜ȇ̸̹ ̶͔̬̄c̸̱̐̎á̴̧̹͑n̵̛̦̥̆ ̷̘͗n̴̫̽ó̵̲ẗ̵͖́̊͜ ̶̤̀͜s̸͍̀t̶͉̒̑a̷̞̙̓̕ỳ̷͔͓̚ ̸̻̬̎̀a̵̧͇͌͗n̶͍̲̉̎y̴͚͖̆ ̵̤̦͋l̷̫͉͊ó̵̗ṇ̴̳̍g̴̬͈͒̀ě̴͙͛r̶̡͖̚̚.̸͎̳̽͛ ̸̗̖̾S̷̛͕͎ọ̶̃,̸͚͙͒̀ ̵̨̉̐ȅ̴̮͕x̴͙̭͗͒c̸͕̿u̶̧̥͌̑s̵̞͐̔ė̴̤͓ ̵̗̄ȗ̷̘̚s̸̪̊̕,̵̮̓ ̸̫͙̌́w̵̻͓̓́ẻ̴̘ ̷̡͇̃w̶̧̛̞i̵̟͔͆͛l̷̩̉̓ļ̶̊ ̸̝̎̐n̶̺͝o̴̤̒̎ẃ̵͚̈́ ̷̩͓̀̐h̵̰͋̎ą̷̖͛v̵͚̈͝ȩ̸̢̉̈́ ̵̛͙̈́ŷ̶̜͠ò̸̭͑ŭ̸̀͜ ̶͉̆d̶͉͒ĩ̸̳͜é̴̛̥.̸̩̽ ̷̣͐͛"̵̺͕̊"
With a unified flick, a fleet of ritual knives are whipped out from the wrists of their suits.
""̸̝̤̿ͅA̶̡̡̞͌̑͝ņ̶̥͊́ͅ ̴̝̠̖͐è̷̞̕n̷̝̯͗̿d̷̩̭̠̄́̑ ̸̫̼̔̈́̉t̷̺̣̒͜o̴̢͊͘ ̶̡̤͚̔e̵̱̰͚̊̇n̸̡̯̉̔͌d̶̖̣͓͋͊͘ĺ̷̘̼͛̀ḙ̷̬̪͝s̴̘͖̲̈̏̍s̷̭̜͖̀̈̕ ̴̢̠̜͘s̴͎͂̆̒t̷͕̖͛͗ř̴̦̖̚͜i̶̙̮̖̎̌f̷̙̂ē̶̗͘,̵̘̀̍͜ ̴̛̭͓à̴͕̈ń̶̟͓͍d̶̖̋̽ ̷̗͑̀a̷͎̙̘̾̽ ̶̜̭̈͛b̷̢͖͎̈́́ë̸̪͗g̶̪̈́̑̈i̴̫̇̆̚n̸͙̉̉̚n̵̪̿î̷̖͙͒̑n̷̤͕̠͒̇ḡ̷̻̯̭͝ ̴̺͚̖̓t̷͕̐͐ǫ̸̭̀ ̷̟̰͆t̷̺̋h̸̨̲͙́́ẹ̷̓͋̍ͅ ̸̣̮͌̉̇i̵̧̝͐̉͝m̷̝̰̆͠p̶͙̖͉̓͋͊o̷̺͉̿͗͛ͅś̵̞̽ṣ̵͆̾͝i̶̮̫̊̎̄b̵͍̊͐̐l̸̠͈͗é̷̱͇͍̇͝!̷̰͋͗̄ ̷̡̞̼̈́̈́̚T̵̖͙̂̑͝h̸̭̺̞͗î̴̘̑ņ̸̬̱͋k̸̪̠̈́ ̷͖̆͜ó̸̫̅f̴̲̈́͜ ̵̧̐y̷̺̼̖͒o̶̰̜͐̇͗͜ú̸͓͉́͋r̵̛̦̄s̷͇͈̘͗̏̑e̵͕̼͗l̷̢̥͆̇͝f̴̣̫̆͒͝ ̶̹̺̟̎à̵̙s̵̤̫̩̎̒ ̶̬̭̍a̷͕̙͇͘l̸̼̞̊̄r̸̠̣̋̑͊é̸̤̗́̉ͅa̸̘͉͗̀͘d̶̯̞̈́͊͑ͅÿ̷̧͕̈́́ ̴̺͔̐̏d̷͈̉̔̕͜e̴̳̬̐ā̴̡̙͚ď̷̪,̴̢͍͙̃̍ ̸̡̽͐ǎ̴̢̩̉n̵̢̼̔̈d̴͉͆̈̀ ̶̟̹̭̇̌͘o̵̧͈̞͒̆f̴̟̩́f̴̼̫̾͜e̴̬͍͒̌͆͜r̵͇̩̫̊͑̕ ̶͚̖͉͐͠t̴̬͇͒̊o̷͔̔ ̷̨͚̰̌̏ú̴͈̲̠́̕s̵̖̭͜͝ ̶͙̃y̵̼̯̑̿o̴̠̐u̸̟̖̎̐ř̸͇̋ ̷͎͛͝t̵̞̹̘͋̃͘r̷̢̘̀̒î̷̦̱̜b̶͕̂̒͛ụ̵̀̿͂t̶͖͉͒̿ë̶̫̗́!̷̻͌ͅ"̴̭̈́̔́"
They flick their wrists. The knives disappear from their hand. Out of the corner of your eyes, you see a flash near your left hand, and see your pinky fall off.
Rolls
Battlefield effect (2) - (1d6)
(2) = 2
plot values - (3d6)
(254) = 11
taizo's damage - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Okay, so that's 3 damage to L̶a̴c̵y̴ , 1 from the battleground and 2 from the yakuza's area attack. I'll lose Strategy, Stealth and Tech, although I can still use the Hydromancy skill because I have the Expertise (Hydromancy) Ninpo.
Gasping for air once the sensation passes, she barely has time to recover before screaming out in pain as her finger is severed. She grabs her injured hand with the other, blood trickling down both her forearms. She takes a deep breath to steady herself and refocuses on the fight. Her attention is drawn to one of the prominent less-faded C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵ ̴o̵f̷ ̸Y̵a̷k̵u̶z̴a̷ below. It's trying to scramble up the stone towards her.
The memory of an ancient weapon from the salt water kingdoms of legend fills her mind and her clasped hands suddenly begin to morph, melding together and changing in shape and size as they transform into a massive two-handed mace extending from her wrists.
Standing on the edge of the pillar, L̶a̴c̵y̴ swings the mighty scepter down towards the climbing figure like a hammer, the giant conch-shaped head on the end just in range to smash the C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵'s head against the stone surface.
Rolls
Close Combat Attack (Transformation TN 5) - (2d6)
(34) = 7
"Shit. So it's gotten this bad."
Taking a deep breath, he flexes his shoulders, causing twin jets to pop out from the back of his exoskeleton. Tongues of white flame spat out from the exhaust, propelling him towards the disoriented C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵ ̴o̵f̷ ̸Y̵a̷k̵u̶z̴a̷ faster than a bullet. T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ whipped out his leg, the momentum turning him from a rocket into a whirling tornado of white phosphorus.
His outstretched limb accelerated to breakneck speed, and was about to slam right through the group. However, they once again let out a shout.
"B̷̬̣̺̈r̷̟͇͎̅͛̚a̶̠̼͘̚t̶̨̝̑͜ ̵̙̾c̸̢̭̲̍͗͘l̴̫͖̚͘a̵̹͔̝̍d̶̮͑͗ ̶̬̠̹̉i̸̡̛̼̓́n̶̦͈̅̕ ̵̳͖̪̈̋̕s̷̙̓͝t̶͙̜͌̌ͅe̴̘̻͎̿͗̇e̵̻̍͘l̴̹͝ͅ ̶̨̮̓͠ͅâ̴̤͜͝n̷̛̰͒͘d̴̻̽̿ ̷̪͑̔̎f̴̨͓̋̽̔l̶͓̳̰̈́̇a̷̖̓m̴̳̘̯̊ẹ̶̐̚͠,̸͕̬͗ ̴̼̗͊w̶͎̹͈͋̄̂e̸̞̍̈́ ̶̹̣̭̚̕d̶͉͔̼̂͌͌i̵̙̤̍s̴̹̔͗p̷͇͔̺̈́l̸͔̳̯̓̿ä̶̲́c̴̭̾̾e̸͖̯̔̐͠ ̴̛̪̟͂͂y̴̢͙͙̐̌́o̶͓̒̇́ǔ̶̦r̴̨̢̫̓̒̎ ̶̨̎̇̂è̶̞͜x̷͓̗̄i̸͕͇͔͛s̶̛̤̊́t̴̨̿̈́e̵͎͑̂͗n̴̲̉̿c̸͓̫̞̋͌̅e̴̖̥̍!̸̝̲̓̓ ̶͉̱̗̂̋T̸̤̺͍͆̄͠h̸̭̣̲͝e̴͓̍͊͝ ̴̛̯̬̩̀U̶̫͋̂͠l̷̨̢̳̔̓̑t̴͔̐̆͝ị̵̾͆͑m̴̛͇̾a̵̛̺͉̕ț̷̔͝͝ḙ̴̏̀ ̸̞̺̅̈́P̴͎͙̎̈͝â̶̘͈̣͝t̶͎͔̏̒̚h̶̡͓̀̔͜ ̴̧̟̙͗̕L̶̦̃͗͘Ĕ̸̺̾̍Â̵͉̬͊D̵̙̾̒S̴̢̖͖͠ ̴̥͓͛̕U̸̬̽̒̄S̵͖͙͉̑̍!̸̜̾̕"
And with that, T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ found himself on the other side of the shrine, launching towards the forest. Cancelling boosters, and twisting his spinning kick into a backflip, he managed to kick off one of the trees, landing on the ground.
"Fuck!"
A hiss could be heard, and soon after, the pop of an empty canister flying out from the arm of his exoskeleton.
Rolls
Dodge (TN 8) - (2d6)
(13) = 4
Crushing Blow - (2d6)
(23) = 5
Blast - (2d6)
(35) = 8
Ougi Break (Domination) TN 12 - (2d6)
(52) = 7
Battlefield - (1d6)
(4) = 4
Plot values - (2d6)
(54) = 9
taizo's plot value - (1d6)
(5) = 5
As the kid flies across the shrine, the attention of the C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵ ̴o̵f̷ ̸Y̵a̷k̵u̶z̴a̷ seems to follow, so she takes the opportunity to drop down the backside of the pillar and sneaks towards the back of the shrine where she notices a stream babbling down the mountain. The presence of the water fills her with confidence as she prepares her next attack.
Rolls
Round 3 Battlefield Close Combat Damage - (1d6)
(6) = 6
T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath. Opening his eyes, a newfound sense of determination shone, shaped like the edge of a blade.
"I am who I am."
An aura began to pulsate from the chest of his exoskeleton, the birth of a blue star. The energy expanded gradually, infusing the metal with the light of its mystic power.
"The fire of the heart, the wild beast of the soul. Strength, trapped within a prison."
The metal was now completely saturated with energy, the excess spilling out of the metal like the steam from dry ice. The machine itself was spewing smoke from all of its vents. Taking one step after another towards the C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵ ̴o̵f̷ ̸Y̵a̷k̵u̶z̴a̷, T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ began ripping off the limiters on his suit, one by one, tossing them away like garbage.
"I am who I am! The flame in my heart burns strong, and the wild beast inside hunts all!"
T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ halted, and took on a wide stance. With the bluish flames rolling off of his flame, it was as if he were channeling a great spirit. But it was not power borrowed from another realm.
"I AM STRENGTH!"
With deftness, T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ raised his leg in the air.
"I AM TAIZO MINAMOTO! OVERCLOCK STRIKE!"
T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ slammed his foot into the ground, injecting a frightening amount of energy into the ground. The mighty blow displaced a massive chunk of the shrine's ground, sending it into the air. In the blink of an eye, T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ lept up, and punched the boulder towards the earth, launching it right into the middle of the C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵ ̴o̵f̷ ̸Y̵a̷k̵u̶z̴a̷ like a meteor.
The group was significantly smaller now, and it seemed that they were on their last leg, grabbing their arm and panting, as blood ran down their face. Looking around at the still bodies of their comrades strewn about, the C̵o̵n̸c̷e̷p̸t̵ ̴o̵f̷ ̸Y̵a̷k̵u̶z̴a̷ laughed haggardly.
"I̶̱̍̓t̷̹͑͠ ̶̫̈s̴̼̽ě̸̯e̵̟͗̋m̷͎͆̋ș̵͂̾ ̷̱͊t̴͎̋h̸̛̗a̴͈͐t̵͓͆̂͜ ̷̼̟̔̃ţ̷̎h̷͕̀ḙ̸͕͋̍ ̷̨̝̈́y̸̺̚ŏ̴̟͇ȗ̶͖t̵̨̃͘h̴͇̒̒ ̷̺͒͛h̶̼̍̒a̶̩͋ͅv̷͍̝͆̅e̷̮̍̽ ̶̱͉́́n̷̨͒͝ö̵̜̯ ̶̲̳̋̑m̶͚͂a̶̲̓͐ͅn̶̳̓̅ǹ̶̮̐ẽ̸̢̍r̴̤͗̈́s̴͕̅ͅ ̷̯̓̄n̷̨͆ȏ̴͕w̸̫̜͛̀a̵͓̓d̶̪̪͛à̵̖̇ͅy̷̭͊s̵͇͊.̸̭̳́ ̶͇̀W̴̧͚̾̐h̶͇̑e̴̲͌͠n̸͉͛ ̷̛̱̾ẅ̷͓̜ę̵͇̾ ̸̮͐͝s̸̩̉͑ã̵̙y̸͇͋ ̴̙̼̈́t̶͖̋h̷̻̏́a̸̡̱͌t̶̯̥̔̒ ̶̠̂̈́ÿ̵͍́͗o̵͍͒̂û̴̲̑'̷̤͒͊r̴̛͍̈́e̵̥̽ ̸͎̈͐i̶̞̔́n̴͓̔̒ ̷̤́͝ţ̶̼̉͛h̸͖͚͋͘é̸͜ ̸̯̤͊ẅ̷̗́ͅa̷͙̗͒ỳ̵͓̫́,̴̖͇̐ ̵̝͎̑͛y̷̹̓o̴͓̒̄ų̵̲͠ ̴͖͋s̶͙͎̔ḣ̴̝ǫ̴̼͌̂ǘ̴͔̀l̶̦͎̽̓d̶͇̑'̷͓̙͛̿v̵̹̓̍ë̴̲͕́ ̴̘̍̑b̶̦̒ē̷̛̤e̴͍͗n̷̮̟͒ ̶̲̎͆ͅg̷̭̋o̵̺̬͝ȍ̸̹͓̒d̷̢̮͠ ̸̖͑k̸̪͙̽̃i̷̪̇d̸̯̯̅̈́ṡ̶̥ ̴͔̤̔̾a̵̭͈̽́ṉ̸͕͊d̸̼̾ ̷̲̆̓v̷̮͙͒ă̷̧n̴̦̽̈́i̶̧̲͊s̴̢̞̃ḫ̵̞̉̓e̴̺͙̓́d̴̛̗͑.̵̰̈́̚ͅ"
They flicked out their ritual knife once more, this time coated with your blood.
"Ĭ̷̜̾͛͜t̷̢͔̓̿ ̵͂̓̕ͅs̸̜̪̙͆́è̷̩̹̼e̸͔͕̍m̷̺̖̟̉̈́s̶̭̻̎́͝ ̶̥̪͆o̸̗͔̅́u̶͕͊̔r̴̖̰̯̈́ ̸̫̤́̀l̷̨̫̽̔͘e̶̝͋s̷̢̟͕̔̊̔ş̵͖͗ő̷̢̜ǹ̴̖̦ ̴̼̏̃͛ḏ̸̅͘i̴̧̲͆͛́d̶̖͗n̵̹̈'̷̡̢͎̌t̴̝̩̯̉̀ ̴̖̽g̸̛̘͙e̶̺̬͊t̶͍̄̅ ̵̺̫̑t̴͉̲͚̃͌h̶̥̹̓̾r̶̝̆o̵̖͕̯͂ü̷̱̒ġ̴̹̀h̸̢̝̦͠ ̶̧̠͙̒̓͘t̴̪̅h̸̬̹͈͂e̵̝̿͐ ̴̗̤̈́̀̂f̷̮̯̯̍i̶͇̩̩̒̃ṙ̷̖͓̀s̵̢̨̙̒̈t̷̹͖̄̿ͅ ̸̫̬̒̓͘ͅt̶͎̠͕̊̏̐i̵͚̯̊m̵̠̰̍e̸̱͗.̶͎̾̈̚ ̸̫͍̀̚G̸̫͍͘e̸̬͊͗t̸̜̯̒̊́ ̸̛̫̌̂i̷̿ͅt̸̟̼͒͂̑ ̸͈̼̺͛͌ţ̴̛̀͂h̴̲̲͛͠͠r̷͉̹͠ó̶͚̾ͅǘ̷̗g̷̣̝̲͌̊ḥ̴̛͙͌̚ ̴̖͍̉ý̷̧̫͖́͠o̶̰̾͛̕ű̵̹ŕ̸̹̣ ̴͉͚̐͛t̴̢̟̙̄̓ḧ̶̢͍̩́̇i̸̖̖̟͊c̸̰̬̎̃̚k̴̘̆̑ ̴̬̑s̴̝̪̆͠k̸̞̦͠u̷̥͂̆l̵̙̩͈̋͗̕ḽ̵̟̂̍ͅŝ̷̱̀,̵̥̩̱̋ ̸̣̕b̵͚̜̘͆͠͝ȓ̴̩͕͗͑ȃ̸̒ͅt̶͚̙̘̎s̸̲̥̏!̶̭̞͊̾͜ ̶̠̆̂"
They flick their knives, the weapon vanishing.
"D̵̩̖̞̼̈͛͊̄͗͜͝I̶̖̜͈͎̗͙͙̞̦͚̊͆̽̀̊̎͌̆͂͝E̷̡͙̗̣̩͚̦͎͔͙̭̫̮͖̲͊̎̓̈́͘͜͜ D̸̨̛̮͍̟̮̪̩̖̜̼̥͈̤̦̈̄̀͌̊̓̓͂̈̈́̏̅̉͐́͂̚͝͠͝͝I̵̢̛̩̖̣̲̭͑̊̔̋̍̾̽̽̍̔͐̋̄̽̒̎̀̐̐̀̿̎͑̓͂͋̃̍̀͑̚̕͝Ę̵̡̧͍͎̭̪͙̮̦͇̹͉̠̖͍̬̮̞̹̻͍͍̲̲͖̝͖̬͇̭̗̪̦͖̦̲͚͕̙̊̾̀̔͌̽̎̇̈̊͒̏̀̓̍͒̇̔̈́̍̿̉̈́̈́́̀̒̈́͂̏̂̄̈̒̐̓̓̀̅̔̈́͜͠͝ͅD̸̢̨̨̢̨̢̨̡̢̧̡̢̡̢̡̡̧̡̢̨̨̧̨̧̨̢̡̢̧̨̡̛̛̛̛̙̩͓̰̝͙̰̫̲̜̻̣̼̤̺̣͙͉̪̺͓͙͍̻͖͚͓͎̖̝̝̮̲̫͙̩͙̼̤̩͔̖̯͚͉͔̦͍̱̼̹̞̼̠̙̰͚͕͎̪̩̖̩̟͉̪͕̥̲̪̫̪̤͉͇̮̫̲̠̲̰̯͇͙̟̟̯̼̙̣̼͓̮̼͕̜̞͈͚̱͈͓͙̭̥̗̰̞̰̼̤̞̻̼̟̳̹͍͔̤̦̰̳̗̣͓̠̹̙̜̗̬̳̯͉̱̦͖͓̘̳̺̠̲͎̦̳̬͉̰͈͉̯̫̖̳̫͚͈̗͈͚̦͔͈̟̝͇̱̰̙͕̥͍͈̫̩̞̮̹̞͓̜͖͙͖̝͈͇͔̽̆̉͗̈̃́̈́̂̀́̀̑͛̐͗̀̐̓̿̓̌̎̎̽̓͂̒̐͂̏̐̆̊̎̐̍͌̒́̄̐́͒̏̀͑̏̇͌͗͂̊̔̈́̆́̓̂̏̏͋̅̒͋̂̓͆͋́́̊̐͊̈̄̿̈́̌̽̍̓̊̈́̀̂̈̃̌̀͋͛̇́̉̑͋̾̍̎͆̐̏̋̉̇͌̾̀̇͆̒̑͒͊̂̽͂͊̇̉̎͒͊̽͗̀̐̒͌͊̚͘̕̕̕̚̚͜͜͜͜͝͝͠͝͝͝͠͝͝͠͠͝͝͝͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅÍ̶̧̢̡̢̡̡̧̨̡̢̨̧̧̧̧̨̛̻͕͍̹͎̩̪̖̦̫̹̖͕̟͈̖̞̳̞͚̗̟̼̻̙̻̫̰̲̟͕͓͉͔͈͓̟̯̺͚̰̪͕͎̯̻̪̝͇̣̤̝̠̺̱̼̰̻̩͇̫̫̯̭̙͖̭͇̪̻̻͈̤̟̮͓̪̼͕̱̰̦̙̟͖̜̥͔̩̫̙͉̳̮̝͖̹͎̺̻̙̞̝̜͔͍̪̫̦̪̯͈̲̹̬̰̝̣̭̳͎̍̅̔̆͌̃̊̑͂̎̀̓͆̎͛͌͒̃̅̽̓͂̾̀͐̈́̔̏̈̄̎̋͆͑̃́͋̒̔̉̀̍́͑́̉̆̆͂͋̿̓͌̇͌̀̄̃̓͒̓̏͂̓̀̂̌̀͗̔̓͆̈̆̐̋̈̓̇͐̍̓̅̑̇͌̎̑̓̿̇́͊͋̊̅̓̅̐̈́̿͒̋̓̒͐̄́̽̈́͆̌̏̃͊͛̾̾́̏́̈́̇̏̅̆̔͌̋͐̒͊̋̉̍̈̀̐̿̈́̇́̉̔̾̿̎̌̄̀̀̌̄̋̆̋̋̒̅̏̐͑̋̏͂́̈́̅͑̈́̚̚̚͘̕͘̕̕͘̚͜͜͜͜͝͝͝͝͝͠ͅͅͅͅȨ̴̡̢̧̧̧̡̢̧̧̨̡̨̨̢̡̡̨̡̢̧̢̧̛̛̛̛̛̛̣̥̠̣̦̪͈̹̘̳̟͍͍̻̫̤̪̪̟͍̣͚̜͖̦͎̯͔̫̼͓̤̞̬͕̼̻̼͍̼̣̙̮̖̞̪̟̟̲̗̝̞̯̘̺̩̤̰̜̮͕̘̣̘͉̹̜̘̭̜̙̣̫̞̻̲͔̫͇̮͙̥̜̗͈̹̮͕̞̮͉̲͉̹̬̤̩͓͖̖͔̦̭͈̲̝͚͚̪̮͇̤̩̯̤̫̩͔͙̘̤̣͚͈̪̣͇͇̘̖̜͈̞̗̭̲͍̙̜̞̭̫̱͓̻͔̙̞̰̭͎͎͈̙̗͖̭͙͍̼̠̮̞̟͚̪̞̺̖̠̙͙͎̲͙̳̗̪͇̮̣̯̫̪̗̹̯͚͚͉̝̤͍̹̳̖͚̮͈̱̼̣̣̺̘̣̱̗̱̪̙͈͖̫͔̻̗͍̰̖̬͈͈̱͓̪͉̲̫͎̩̱̩̟̙̲̲͇͙̰̱̥̜͙̟͚͚̼͈̣͕̞̺͍͖̲̙̪̟̯̿͊͋̋͆͛͑̍̓̈́̅̋͒͆̈̀̈́̑̒͆́̇̎̓̋̾̓̓̽͐̑͂̍͊̈̄̍̏́̃̅͆̽͒̂̀̓̒̽̏͛͛̋͋̈́͋̇́̀̋̇̎͂̄̀̈́̈́͑̇̇́̅̈́͑̍̀̒́͗͒́̌́́̉͊̈́́̈́̓͌̔͑͊̀̈́͒͂̒̂͂̎͌͌̿̉̔̒̌̋̀̍̎̋̀̀̎͛͊͑̍́̊̓̂̅́̔̍̇̅͌̏̒̇̽͒́̿̈́̀̏̈́̌̓̈̈́̃̒̾͛̀̓̂͆̒͂̍̏͒͒͗͒͗̍̂͑̀̀͗̽̍̂͐͌̈̈́̓́̃̽̃̀̀̉̑͋̓̑͋̈́̓̾̑̍͒̍̀̏̉̎̂̂̑͆̈́̊͋̓͊̉̂̂͋̾̂̎͂͐̋͒͂̎̀̋̒͗̓̈́̂̑͘̚̚͘̚̚͘͘̚̚͘͘͘͘̕͜͜͜͜͜͜͝͝͝͠͝͝͝͠͠͝͠͝͝͝͝͠͝ͅͅͅͅ"
...
T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ snorted and slapped away the knife that appeared near his right hand.
"Don't try that shit with me. I'm annoyed enough that you got me the first time."
Rolls
Taizo Ougi break (Blade, TN 7) - (2d6)
(36) = 9
Rolls
Ougi Break (Blade TN 7) - (2d6)
(65) = 11
Area Attack within 3 plot values, 2 LPs, Concept of Yakuza is just in range. Taizo is just out of range.
It's my first use, so I don't think they get a chance to Break, so with only 1 LP, I assume they are finished, but if they had a final trick, I can edit as necessary.
Hmmm, this could get complicated ...
Rolls
Round 4 End - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Taizo's damage - (1d6)
(2) = 2
He jumps down, and walks towards the altar, steam rising every time the white hot metal of his skeleton came close to the wet stone.
"Sorry, but I'm going to need that Phoenix."
Recovering her composure, she stand up straighter and looks at her fellow shinobi. "I feared as much ... I'm sorry it has to come to this. In other circumstances, I think we could have made a good team," L̸̬͎̓a̵̧̪̓̆c̷̦̏̍y̵̮̔͘ suggests in reflection of their battles against the strange Yakuza clan.
Before she allows herself to get too sentimental, she jumps over the altar with a somersault to land between the kid and the Phoenix in a posture ready for action.
Rolls
Battlefield Damage - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Plot Value for Round 5 - (1d6)
(1) = 1
....Aaand I've nothing to do. Lol.
"I'm warning you. I won't hold back."
Smoke rises as T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ clenched his fist.
"I can't hold back."
Rolls
Plot Value - (1d6)
(5) = 5
L̸̬͎̓a̵̧̪̓̆c̷̦̏̍y̵̮̔͘ raises her hands causing hundreds of undulating globules of water to slowly float up into the air from small puddles left over from the tsunami attack. Suddenly with a clap of her hands, the droplets streak towards the metal exoskeleton seeking to short-circuit whatever electronics they can find.
Rolls
Mob Attack (Hydromancy TN 5) - (2d6)
(34) = 7
Rolls
Pyromancy (TN 6) - (2d6)
(24) = 6
Battlefield - (1d6)
(3) = 3
Taizo Damage - (1d6)
(5) = 5
Taizo's Round 6 Plot - (1d6)
(2) = 2
Rolls
Battlefield damage - (1d6)
(6) = 6
Plot Value for Round 6 - (1d6)
(1) = 1
T̴a̷i̷z̷o̸ leapt forwards, jets bursting out of the back of his exoskeleton. His fist flies towards L̸̬͎̓a̵̧̪̓̆c̷̦̏̍y̵̮̔͘.
Rolls
Close Combat (Engineering) - (2d6)
(53) = 8
Rolls
Dodge Check (Engineering TN = 7) - (2d6)
(35) = 8