Outside at the front gate:

A mob of Turok-Hans are charging towards the front gate of the army base. The gate was secured, but it took them all of three seconds to break it down.

There are ten of them.  They move forward, towards the thin pool of gasoline waiting for them.  The soldiers wait on the other side of the pool, waiting to spring the trap and then pick off the survivors.  Mike and Buffybot stand a few feet behind the soldiers, watching all this.

The Turok-Hans approach the pool of gasoline.  Then suddenly they stop. And sniff.

And then five break to the left and five break to the right, circling around the deadly pool and coming towards the soldiers. And Mike and Buffybot. Looks like they somehow figured out the dangers of flammable liquids.  This mission just got harder.

Two of the soldiers panic and drop their flamethrowers, running as fast as they can in the opposite direction.  One shouts: "Oh my God!  We can't beat those monsters!  Run while you can!!" The other one says nothing, he's running so fast, his shadow is having trouble keeping up.

That makes it ten against ten.  Each of the Turok-Hans appears to be choosing one target on the opposite side.  "Keep it together men!  Pick a target and use your flamethrowers!  We can win this one!"shouts the lieutenant.

OCC: To the combat thread for Mike and Buffybot.  You each have one Turok-Han coming at you so far, the other eight are pairing off against each remaining soldier.  Good guys have initiative. Annabelle and Emilia are still inside studying the book.
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Hearing the screaming outside Emilia sighed, "Well this spell isn't really going to help us that much is it? Unless you happen to know where we can find this magic dust?" She sighed slightly annoyed, "Better put your slaying hat on I think we are going to have company."

Annabelle sighed even louder.  "Oh crumbs, that screaming no doubt means the soldiers' plan didn't go as swimmingly as they hoped."

She gets up and grabs her stake, then stands by the door waiting for anyone or anything that might come through.  "You stay back behind me Emilia, I'll protect you as long as I can if anything makes it in here.

Mike does something the military guys definitely aren't expecting, though the Buffybot might be. He puts the flame thrower down and engages his opponent hand to  hand!

He launches a couple of wicked punches at the enemy, and prepares his defense. Which could've been better. Still, Mike seems to be getting better at fighting lately. Wicked punch #1 connects with the ubervamp's midsection, wicked punch #2 does not as the vamp evades it, then nails Mike in the face with a punch of his own.

Buffybot actually follows Mike's lead. However things didn't go to well in her case as she drops the flamethower. Her barely missed the Turok-Han closest to her.  The super vampire than easily landed a kick to her chest since the robot left herself open to attack.

The eight remaining soldiers take aim with their flamethrowers and all but one manages to nail a Turok-Han.  Yet despite now being on fire, the seven Turok-Hans keep coming, each one grabs a soldier by the neck.  Feeding time coming up.

The last Turok-Han leaps out of the way of the flame, punches the attacking soldier, but otherwise keeps on running.  Towards the building where Annabelle and Emilia are in.

OCC: 12 points of damage to Mike, 18 points to Buffybot. You both still have one Turok-Han attacking you at the moment, the others are attacking someone else.

Emilia rummages around in her handbag for the hair spray and lighter and stands behind the door at the ready. (OCC: she's waiting for the bad guy thing... you know when they open the door growl and look around and pause for a few seconds... don't believe me watch any horror movie, when the Ubervamp does that she's going to unleash the power of hairspray. Note to GM: Know this won't be as powerful as a flamethrower but they do but fairly hot.)

"Emlia!  This is not the time to do your hair!!  Are you................oh...........oh!!Annabelle said as she saw Emilia pull out the lighter as well and Annabelle figured out what she had in mind.  Homemade flamethrower.   Not that Annabelle has ever used one.

"That may be a good plan.  If one comes in here, you hit them with the flame which may distract them long enough for me to do the best stake to the heart attack in my life.