Mission 5b - Come along with the Snork

WuJen recalls Little Dragon to his side as he eyes the Lodge.

Amidst the chaos created by Mushiba's men, Sun walks towards King Cobra's building with a sure, steady step. The bonfires bathe his face in an ominous light as he yells, voice booming:
"SNORK, YOU NASTY PIECE OF WORK! COME OUT SO I CAN WHOOP YOUR ASS!"

The lack of reaction fills Sun with anger. He thinks to himself: "I gotta let some steam off!" and sprays water at the nearest bonfire.

He then struts to King Cobra's building while giggling: "Heeheehee, letting some steam off"

By the time he reaches King Cobra's building, he's not giggling anymore, but is full-on roaring with laughter at his own joke. At least SOMEONE thinks it's funny.

While laughing like raging thunder, Sun happily gathers all his strength into his fist and swings at the Snork's building.

WuJen makes his way to the door of the lodge and tries the handle.

Kin drops the rifle near the bike he jumped off and races up to gate peering around the edge. It's mayhem inside. People are running and shooting everywhere. He finds a biker in his sights and aims for the head.

Sun looks in astonishment at the board games and the diorama, thinking about how much fun he'll be having with those once he gets back to the community center.

Looking back at King Cobra, Sun draws his staff and points it at the diorama, remembering some of his friends from the temple playing that.

"I don't know what character you play, but you better roll initiative! Also, please don't damage the boardgames or miniatures. They're gonna be fun back home."

Kin watches his target drop, a bullet piercing his head with destructive consequences. He can barely hear Sun bellowing having, likely, found his nemesis. WuJen advanced and gunfight followed. Though out of sight, Kin didn't have a good feeling about it.

Kin focuses with all the activity around him. His job, to take out what bikers he could. Sparing ammo, he finds another target, squeezing off another round, aimed at the head of his opponent.

Stepping aside from King Cobra's attack, Sun uses the momentum to whirl on, throwing a kick at the angry ork.

Sun turns around King Cobra, positioning the ork between himself and the door that's opening as he throws another punch at the gang boss's nose.

Snotty, cheerful faces peek from behind the door, straight into Sun's view. Their cheering makes him wonder... cannibalistic murdering aside, maybe this ork isn't all that bad after all? He makes sure he's not using lethal damage in his attacks, so as not to kill the guy outright.

He pulls some funny faces towards them before turning to his adversary, still making sure he keeps his defenses up while doing so.

"Are those little rascals yours?" he says, paying close attention to any incoming attacks while throwing another one himself.

Whirling around King Cobra, avoiding his attacks while keeping the ork between him and the kids, Sun throws another attack, while looking around the room for anything he can use to get the advantage, bottlenecks that would limit the ork's movements while allowing himself to move freely, places he can get onto to be hit less easily while still being able to attack -- and of course not damaging the diorama or any board game.

The initial adrenaline burst wears out as Sun slows down. He still makes sure his defenses are tighter than an elf's buttocks, but starts focusing on landing a blow, putting all his focus into the next punch he throws at King Cobra.

Continuing his focus on landing hits, not getting distracted by the shiny board games, while maintaining his defenses, Sun whirls around his adversary, throwing a kick.

Noticing he's getting the upper hand, Sun gets renewed resolve. He keeps his guard up, as one lucky punch can always turn the tide, and relaxes his attacks as he starts a front kick at the ork.

Kin was pelted by gunfire, retreated outside the front gate, attempting to use it as cover. He peeks around to locate any biker and send a three bullet burst from his Raiden at the skull of any enemy.