With a mighty burst of magic, the samurai-wannabe is sent flying across the room- right into the loving embrace of the strange snake dakimara. He groans, but makes no move to get up from his landing zone. With Cheyenne, the swordsman makes a few more probing strikes with his blade, but being caught between her and the mage leaves him no chance of recovery. With one final slip up and a conk to the head, he goes down like a sack of potatoes .
Outside, between the combined efforts of Philip, Kira, and your robotoic tag-along, the gunman outside are dealt with in little to no time at all as well. She lands heavily on the ground as the dust settles, armor scuffed and dinged from the numerous shots. Someone seems to have gotten a lucky hit on the her left elbow join, the forearm hanging limply.
"We have at least dealt with these horrifical scoundrels. To thynk, they wolde pull such a lowly tactic as to ambush us."
Back within, as the silence stretches on, the old woman makes a reappearance by cautiously peeking out from behind the counter. Her eyes are wide at the destruction left behind,
"Well, seems like you've made a bit of a mess here. I've done all I could to drive you off, seems there's no helping it now."
Smilingly pleasantly despite having 'lost', she swipes off some broken knick-knacks off the counter and leans her elbows against it.
"So, what would you like to know?"
GM: Nicely done! Let's wrap things up here for the moment, with Cheyenne it's only a matter of time before she socks this guy outright. You are out of combat!
Toughness checks: 12, 13
While this is going on, though... Felix, have the HBJ roll a will save.