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Nice Rache. I think that is exactly right, any emotion you can justify. Also, I think next time on divert like that you can narrate what opening you made.

Rache's aggressor roars through its speakers in frustration as Rache ducks expertly away. The head of Na-Zo's aggressor swivels towards the sound, and Na-Zo takes advantage. The plasma cudgel smashes through the mechanical wrists, and Na-Zo is free.

You have both gained distance. Na-Zo's friend is crippled, thrashing and yelling. The swordbearer turns its attention back to Na-Zo, and rushes towards the ninja with blade pointed at their stomach.

What do you do?

Na-Zo, have you fought these things before? What happened?

Rache, it is like pushing against a wall. The thing doesn't budge, and a metallic claw strikes like lightning across your face, drawing blood and forcing you to fall back. It moves towards you, blade lifted to strike.

Na-Zo continues to struggle with the claws around their neck. What do you do?

2 harm.

Rache, keep one neutralize hold. These things are not capable of feeling fear.

Rache's blade clangs against the thug's blade, and the blade dissolves. The thugs don't seem to care, and both close on Na-Zo, more or less ignoring Rache.

As the thugs close, Na-Zo confirms their worst fears: the illusion of flesh disappears. Na-Zo lashes out at each, the cudgel bashing against both mechanical skulls, knocking bloody gears loose to bounce along the ground. Again, these thugs hardly seem to mind.

The bladeless one clasps its metal claws around Na-Zo's neck, while the bladed thug turns to prevent Rache's interference, standing ready with blade drawn.

Flecks of bloody spittle fall on Na-Zo's clothing as it speaks. You are the least, but not the last. You will take us there.

The claws begin to close, cutting off your airway.

What do you each do?

Let me know if you think I'm being unfair with your hold usage ... still getting used to this.