finishing up the combat, yay!

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 > D3 Speed eased one from training, and one from the guards being off-balance: 12, 11
 
 ...and dodged easily. *This is getting to be a distraction,* thinks Cyne, still intending to get into the library
-tonight.
+tonight. *One more.*
+
+> D3 Might to hit one of the two remaining guards, also using Charge
+> Weapon: 1d20 = 1; **fumble**; 2-1 Intellect cost (current levels: Might 6, Speed 10, Intellect 8)
+>
+> "you've got to be kidding me" x2
+
+However, his attempt to take out a remaining guard and make a quick getaway backfires completely, as Cyne loses his
+balance and falls straight on his face in the muck. The stench of mud and waste is momentarily overwhelming, and his
+defenses are completely lowered for a moment, allowing the guards a perfect opportunity to strike.
+
+Knowing this may be the end of his adventure if he's captured here and now, Cyne strains himself to dodge as best as he
+can from the ground, as the guards rain blows.
+
+> D3 Speed eased one from training, hindered one from being prone, and with one level of effort: 1 **fumble** again!?
+> does my dice rolling bot need looking at?
+>
+> 5 damage from the hit, and -3 Speed from the effort: current levels: Might 1, Speed 7, Intellect 8
+>
+> D3 Speed eased one from training, hindered one from being prone, and with one level of effort: 3 **failure** oh boy...
+>
+> Might 0, Speed 2, Intellect 8
+>
+> That brings me to **Impaired** and without much room to spare. (Effort costs 1 extra per level, minor/major effects
+> lost, and bonus damage is reduced to 1)
+
+*urk --- The guard's not letting up!* Cyne's options are limited, still on his back, fighting against the weight of the
+mud seeping into his clothes. He has no choice but to be conservative, and hope for a bit of luck; he picks himself up,
+to prepare for the next round of blows, and does his best to prepare.
+
+> D3 Speed defense roll, eased one from training: 7 **success**, 10 **success**.
+
+*Okay, breathe. This isn't over yet.*
+
+> 1d6+1 first heal: 7, thank god. new levels: Might 7, Speed 2, Intellect 8, back to **Hale**. I figure this way I can
+> take two hits and still stay out of Impaired state.
+
+Cyne takes a moment to catch his breath, and feeling just a bit smug despite his circumstances, quips, "any chance we
+can just call this a draw?" The guards, however, are not interested in the offer.
+
+> D3 Speed defense roll, eased one from training: 8 **success**, 17 **success**.
+
+"Okay then, fine. I guess we'll continue doing things this way."
+
+> D3 Might to hit one of the two remaining guards, also using Charge Weapon: 1d20 = 10; **success**; 9 points of damage
+> so another guard drops; 2-1 Intellect cost (current levels: Might 7, Speed 2, Intellect 7)
+
+Definitely feeling more than a bit lucky, Cyne steps forward and --- *finally*, he thinks --- connects with his
+enchanted greatsword, causing another guard to crumple to the ground, incapacitated. The numbers are finally in his
+favor, but he still has one guard to worry about.
+
+> D3 Speed defense roll, eased one from training: 19 **success with minor effect**. Perfect, glad I healed, too, so I
+> get soemthing to take advantage of --- a window of opportunity!
+
+The remaining guard swings wildly at Cyne, missing and losing his footing. This is Cyne's opportunity to put distance
+between himself and the one remaining guard again, and he quickly takes off. He is winded, reeling from multiple blows
+from the guards, and perhaps even weighed down by the mud he collected on his clothes --- he can't rely on extra effort
+at this point, drawing instead on whatever natural ability he has left.
+
+> D3 Speed task to flee and lose the remaining guard: 19 **success with minor effect**. yesssss
+
+Cyne gets away, quickly losing the remaining guard chasing him, and even finding a discrete, covered corner in the alley
+to gather himself in.