[hider=Pointless]Yuki did her best to stop her blade but it's greatest strength--its sheer [i]weight[/i]--was also guaranteed to make it more or less impossible to do so without simply sending the thing careening off into somebody's face. So, naturally, she cut the bomb in half and did her best to get back from the blast.This was more or less completely successful. It did not, however, help with being on the remnants of the structurally ruined gatehouse, causing Yuki to drop to the rubble below and stumble as she regained her balance.

[b]"COWARD!"[/b]

Completely unsurprisingly, the samurai wasn't too pleased with being cheated of a fight like that. Her frustration? Taken out on one of the supporting pillars of the wall, burying her in yet [i]more[/i] rubble as she brought the rest of it crashing down. This also proved that her sword was greater than a wooden post.

She stomped across the battlefield, keeping the enemies to her left and bisecting anything that got too close. Puppet, idiotic ninja--anything that attempted to slow Yuki as she made her way to her target fell in two neat pieces; the cannon-fodder simply couldn't do much once it trapped itself in range. Finally, she got back to the most important thing on the battlefield: her pack. Plenty of booze, the enormous shogi variant and its pieces and, packing the remaining space and making sure nothing rattled around, somewhat startling quantities of spare clothing.

Pack back in place, she traced her original path to the gatehouse; once again keeping enemies on her left. The others could rely on a wooden bear if they wanted, a small mound of fallen wood and tiling wasn't going to slow her...[/hider]