Enemy: Zero Bot Army
AC: 10
HP: 40
AC Roll: 11,
Successful Hit!
HP: 40 - 19 =
21Attack
1 of
2...
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Kick-butt action music played in the cinematic background of Charwell's mind, something with an edge, probably a little ACDC or Skrillex (oh yeah). Snow fell onto the shoulders of his black trench coat, and candy-cane striped semi-automatic handguns, large enough to be used as clubs, were drawn from the Christmas-Green holsters at his sides. Just as he marched from his hiding space, he was assaulted by the guards of the complex he was about to assault; the place he thought he might very well find the stolen goods. He could only hope.
He was swarmed. Gun fire resounded as bullets rocketed from the barrels of his guns, the scent of mint a welcome replacement from gun smoke. 19 shots, and each one rang true, finding purchase in the metallic bodies of the assaulting gang of robots. Charwells smiled. This was almost too easy.
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