[Eshkigal]

Major:"Alright then. What members of your team should I put down for the course?"

Group:

	A	B	C	D	E	F	G	H	I	J	K	L	M	N	O	P	Q	R	S	T
1					G
2					Te	G					Cr
3			Cr	Ve			Cr									Cr
4														Ho	G
5					Jo								U	Amb	Za	Cr
6							Gr				Tr
7			Cr
8
9
10	w	w	w	w												Do	w	w	w	w

Thing with a line through it-down.

The goon Zach stares at flinches, but still tries to move despite his muscles not wanting to cooperate (1d20)[1]. Douglas...well, since he kept to himself, no one noticed him yet. Tearu tries to punch the one that socked him in the gut, but misses as the other man's reflexes are just better. John tosses a crate, which just shatters against the graveler's durable hide, and utters a threat.
"Steelix Tails never surrender! And not just because Boss'd grind out legs off!"
Each tries to punch the nearest person to them.
(1d20)[12]-vs Zach (if able)
(1d20)[7]-vs Tearu
(1d20)[8]-vs Tearu
(1d8+7)[15]
(1d8+7)[13]
(1d8+7)[15]

Team mon turn!