And the winner is...

GRIMSHAW

Due to not posting within the time limit, ERAITHUS loses by default. They must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid.

Ok, she was late. Really, really late. The call for defenders rang out and Aryn stumbled, erring and ahhing the possibility of joining her first actual combat. She hurried back to her den, shrugged on her armor, retrieved her battle rock and moved onward to where the attack had begun. The wolves of Habari had been told to expect the raid but not when it would happen and Aryn cursed herself beneath her breath for not being more prepared.

By the time she arrived a good handful of the battles had already ended. Her ears pulled flat against her skull, her weight shuffling back and forth between her paws as she idled nervously to await an opponent.

By some stroke of luck he was able to best the gold-marked lady and her reptiles, slipping away once he had made it clear that it was time for her to get off this temporary battlefield. It had certainly been an interesting fight at least so he couldn't say he didn't walk away entertained. As soon as he gave himself a shake he started looking for his next opponent since he felt like he still had some fight left in him. That led his seafoam green gaze to land on a smaller woman that was covered in various gray and white markings with pink-hued eyes that seemingly arrived to the party late and hadn't been engaged in a fight just yet. Well, he certainly didn't want her to miss out on the fun so that made her an easy target in his book.

He weaved around the various on going fights to reach where she was fidgeting on the other side of the battlefield. As soon as he ran in and approached her he went to reach for the back edge of her chest piece around her shoulders. He attempted to grip the edge of her armor in his teeth, wanting to use that to get a hold on her by rather than biting her scruff. He might have agreed to participate in this raid for Sirius, but that didn't mean he really wanted to hurt anyone. Ruga tried to use his significantly larger frame to pull her off of her feet, wanting to just pull her to the ground and knock her over with a yank of his head on her armor.

Ruga vs Aryn
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

"Ruga Amanto"

It wasn't long before an opponent began to approach, a massive warm-toned brute with striking seafoam eyes who looked a hundred times more confident of his place in the raid than Aryn felt. He came upon her fast and without even a greeting, something Aryn probably should have expected but she found herself recoiling in shock as his head came over her shoulder.

She acted on instinct and threw her muzzle up and to the side after him, aiming to find a place for her jaws upon the underside of his throat. Not only was this a practice raid, but Aryn was inexperienced and timid - she wasn't stupid enough to think she could manage the jaw strength to damage him at all, even should the hit even land.

Suddenly Aryn's body was lifted, her forepaws beginning to kick out at the man in fright as he towed her upwards by her armor. The fear and sudden loss of control were overwhelming, her soft eyes becoming alight with the desperate need for escape as she kicked out again and again, her rear paws struggling to back her away from his hold while the front ones flailed.

Aryn vs Ruga for Dominance / Raid Fight
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Rock
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather chestpiece
Companion 1: Dik-dik, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Roe Deer Antlers
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Advanced Fighter

As he reached for the back of her armor, the smaller woman lashed out with her teeth aimed for the lower part of his throat and while her bite did land, there wasn't really any force behind it. It was almost not enough to even get through his fur much less actually bite down and cause damage, but he did feel her fangs graze his skin and leave a few shallow scratches before he could get a firm hold on her armor and start pulling her off of her paws. As soon as he did he felt her start to kick and flail, using her back legs to try and pull away from him while her front legs swung wildly. It was difficult to see her face from this position, but the wild, frantic nature of her movements gave away her panic. He had been letting himself have fun with the raid since it was required of him anyway, but how she reacted caught him off guard and made his stomach twist a bit.

Hoping maybe to take the edge off of the fight for her a bit, he shifted how he was standing just enough for her forelegs to connect with his side. It wasn't much more than a good slap, but he acted like she had really gotten him hard in the ribs and pretended like she had knocked the air out of him and made him wince. He let go of her armor, letting her drop back to the ground as he took a couple of staggering steps back. He didn't stay like that long though so she wouldn't have a chance to second guess his charade and he ducked low, jumping back in toward her so he could just give her chest a good head-butt with his forehead—knowing her chest piece would take the worst of it anyway. He felt a bit like a dad building his pup's confidence in a fight while pulling a couple of punches, but her panic struck a chord in him that he didn't really want played.

Ruga vs Aryn for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Medium
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

"Ruga Amanto"

And just like that, the two had thought and before she knew it, she would feel her opponent submit against her. VICTORY. Carnage had little time to think much more into her win and her eyes would quickly survey the area as wolves fell one by one. She would watch as Kali would fall and before Carnage had a chance to get to her attacker, Ruga would challenge someone else. Carnage had every faith that the Habari member would win and would turn her sights upon someone else. A placid babe within the distance. Carnage would aim to charge forward towards Halo head on, her aim was to pick up enough speed and smash her own shoulder into the woman's chest in an effort to knock the lady completely off balance and to cause heavy bruising. Carnage jaws would aim to grab ahold firmly onto the right side of her opponents face. lower jaws aiming to land just below the lady's eye, top set off teeth aiming for the centre of her skull Carnage vs Halo for Dominance Round1/2 Age: over 1 year Size: Large Build: Medium Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather spiked armor Companion 1: Ocelot, Female - Battle Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Hunter "text text text"

After besting the blue wolf from Habari, Grimshaw moved from the area and looked around for others to take one. Two pups taking on one of the Fatalis children interested him and with a smirk the dire man approached them and cleared his throat after they defeated Gossamer. "One or both, lets go." He called out to the boys, his legs spreading to widen his stance and offer him better balance. He was larger and stronger than these boys, and certainly more experienced, but fighting two opponents would be a new one for him and something they certainly seemed to be rather adept at.

Grimshaw vs Ghoul and/or Macabre for dominance
Round 0/?
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Dire wolf skull head armor
Companion 1: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Black howler monkey, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Melanistic flying fox, Male - Flying
Mutation 1: Elongated sharper teeth - Offensive
Mutation 2: Double upper canines - Offensive
Mutation 3: Enhanced vision - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter



"Speech!"

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To Aryn's dumbstuck surprise, her kick landed with enough force that the man released her. A hesitantly hopeful grin split across her muzzle briefly and she glanced up from her now-grounded paws to meet his eyes once more. Her heart pounded hard from the excitement and fear, her adrenaline spiking sharply once more as Ruga moved to initiate another attack.

Aryn focused herself, blowing out a steadying breath between terse lips as he charged in, aiming lower this time. She gave a startled eep, desperately trying to recall any fight she'd witnessed to try and determine the best response she could. Time ran out quickly and she found herself lost for options, reaching her muzzle into the pocket of her armor that held her rock and chucking it in panic against the incoming muzzle.

Aryn vs Ruga for Dominance / Raid Fight
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Rock
Defensive Battle Accessory: Reinforced leather chestpiece
Companion 1: Dik-dik, Male - Battle - Boosted
Mutation 1: Roe Deer Antlers
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Advanced Fighter

"Sorry, sorry," Halo is barely done apologizing to the first yearling when a second engages her in combat. Shoot, another yearling? Halo isn't sure she would have signed up for this if she'd known she was going to have to fight kids. Still, if it's practice they're after, then maybe this was good for them. Halo, too, was well... basically the same size, if not smaller. That, and (judging by how the Armada's young were trained), she had even less experience. Anxious thoughts still swirling in her head, the tenderhearted healer takes the brunt of Carnage's attack. It's all she can do to bite back a yelp, and even Halo isn't sure if it's in surprise or pain.

At leas the adrenaline would dull whatever pain would come. Though the small woman staggers for a moment, she takes one, and then two long steps-- half jumping, really. It was the length of the strides that would allow her to regain control, and then balance. A moving target would be harder to grab, harder to hit, harder to take hold of. The yearling's jaws move in an attempt to take Halo's entire head-- no, that wouldn't do. Instead they clip the side of her face, but she won't allow them to find true purchase. The skin tears, and the pale girl knows she's bleeding. Still, in the close quarters she's able to lift her head and attempt to return the bite. Though there's not a vicious bone in Halo's body, she makes to bite the yearling. It's a question of whatever she can reach, with Carnage's advanced height leaving Halo a bit on the back foot.

From the attempted bite, Halo would attempt to take a step back to re-adjust. Harrying. Right, just as the Warlord had taught her. Move in, move out. Stay moving, stay alive. Halo would need to be alert and agile, but she could do this. Balanced on her feet, she'd do her best to put some distance between herself and Carnage before the next part of the assault. Halo could do this... right?

"Halo"

Halo vs Carnage for raid
Round 1/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Skills: Expert Healer & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Professor

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"Speech!"
Macabre grinned, famgs glinting with a manic spark as he and his brother had bested their opponent. Victory never felt so good, particularly when he was often beaten in spars - he blamed his lack of size, as he had a rather egotistical view of his skills. Still, one couldn’t be too arrogant when faced with any opponent - particularly a bigger, burlier one. As he and Ghoul relished in their shared accomplishment, the spotted child heard a burly voice behind him. Turning his body around, the child was faced with a large, shadowy figure of a man who was also of the Armada. His eyes casted down on the two brothers, and he spoke as if inviting them for a round. Perhals he deemed them worthy lf a challenge in some aspects - he didn’t look to be the type to pick on pups for a real fight. Mac smirked, glancing to his pink-pelted brother with an inviting, mischevious glint jn his luminescent gaze. "Happy to oblige, mister!" He said, sentence trailing off into a giddy cackle as he set forward. The man clearly had a powerful stance, but the smaller boy had fought taller, stronger wolves practically his whole life. He knew a few tricks here and there.

Mac sprinted towards Grimshaw only to pivor sharply to his right side at the last minute, swiftly maneuvering towards the man’s hind leg. His jaws opened and aimed to clamp down firmly on the brute’s hind leg, firmly but not quite enough to draw blood. It was a simple move, a fair one nonetheless - he was hoping to create. Anuisance for the older man so that Ghoul could make his attack as well if he wished.

Macabre and Ghoul vs Grimshaw for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bracers with switchblades
Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Fox with Antlers, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

He wouldn't say he was entirely surprised that he and his brother had bested the Armada girl. Two against one was a difficult task. The boy still relished in their victory with a beaming smile back in his brother's direction. High off of adrenaline and the excitement all around them, his own eyes followed the call sent in their direction. Even among the snarls of the other fights, the shadowed man stood out in a firm stance. Lowering his grin to a slight smirk, he nodded toward Macabre before following suit. Ghoul wouldn't need to reassure that he would also partake in the spar since whenever Mac needed or wanted him, he would be there.

Holding back as Macabre rushed forward to dart around their opponent's right side, aiming for the hind leg, Ghoul watched. Carefully, he assessed. While the man was larger, he was also slimmer as well. Burlier and bigger than Mac himself, Ghoul picked up his pace. Lowering his face covered in his skull mask, he charged head-on toward him. Hoping that Macabre's attack was distracting enough, Ghoul leaned slightly to the left and pushed his shoulder forward. Aiming to shove his shoulder against the man's, he gritted his teeth and let his ears fold back in anticipation.

G H O U L

Ghoul & Macabre vs Grimshaw for Dominance
Round 1/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Claw gloves
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Albino dwarf caiman, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Expert Fighter

Carnage had managed to bite away at the distance between Halo and crash her full weight into the opponent. Though, when Carnage aimed to secure a bite across the lady's head she wasn't quite so successful in gripping, instead making a small tear upon her flesh. nevermind. Before Carnage had anymore time to take further action Halo would retaliate. Her opponent would aim to bite back, landing upon Carnages own left shoulder. With the adraneline kicking in, Carnage would feel the after affects later. Halo would shift back and forth and Carnage attempted to follow her movements in an effort to not get confused and lose her. In a final effort to get her opponent to submit, Carnage would raise up onto her hind legs , her forelimbs aiming to grab around halo's neck to try and restrict her movement completely and knock her off balance

Carnage vs (Halo) for Raid
Round 2/2
Age: over 1 year
Size: Large
Build: Medium
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather spiked armor
Companion 1: Ocelot, Female - Battle
Skills: Advanced Fighter & Advanced Hunter

Halo had managed to landa bite on the girl, her teeth in Carnage's shoulder. She couldn't help but feel guilty-- who would hit a yearling? Still, Halo would bite back the emotion. She'd push down the guilt... though it might be worth talking to Sirius about it, later. Much later. But would he regret having taken her raiding in the first place? Regardless of the outcome, this would be Halo's last spar for this raid, as far as she understood. Heck, even if she'd misunderstood, it seemed like the wounded were starting to limp away, and the tenderhearted healer wanted nothing more than to tend to them. That was where her talents would be better applied, probably. Focus, right, she needed to focus.

The tenderhearted healer pressed on. Carnage made to grab Halo about the neck, at which point the pale girl attempted to wrench free. A growl, one that startled even herself, built up in her throat and broke loose. She would do her best to pull free, teeth gnashing, attempting to bite at the yearling's forelegs and the points of her shoulders. The yearling was already taller, Halo had to be quicker, and she'd use her teeth. Halo would use her teeth as best she could. Goodness, she could hope, right?

"Halo"

Halo vs Carnage for raid
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Small
Build: Light
Skills: Expert Healer & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Professor

The boys didn't take long to respond to him, turning around to face him after besting one of his pack mates. He hardly knew the girl, but he knew well enough that she was strong. Perhaps these boys won by chance alone, and that was enough of a reason to take them on. If he won, it would be in a bit of vengeance although this was a friendly spar. Besides, the other girl just weakened these boys up a bit for him and so he believed this to be rather ease aside from the challenge of taking on two instead of one. He had size on his side though, standing a good bit over them still with weight and muscle they could only dream of at their age. He wouldn't be taken by surprise however, they had bested Gossamer fairly before him. He wouldn't let himself forget that.

As the spotted one charged head on, only to pivot at the last second to reach for his rear left paw, Grimshaw pivoted his own rear to avoid the hold the boy wished to place. Teeth scraped across his flesh as he stepped out of the way unable to avoid the entirety of the attack while focusing on two opponents, exposing his right side to the pale boy as they charged towards him with their shoulder pressed forward. Grimshaw didn't have a chance to move out of the way and took the hit the pale boy aimed for with a grunt. His paws skid on the ground at the hit, sliding him slightly from the force but he held strong. A deep bruise would form on his own shoulder from the direct hit, but it did little to stun him in that moment. Tomorrow, though, he'll be sore as hell.

Fighting two opponents was difficult, but now in close quarters with one and less so with the other, Grimshaw considered this to likely be the best place to be. Quickly his hind paws shuffled beneath him, twisting himself around to place himself side-to-side with Ghoul. Simultaneously as his right forelimb sought to wrap around Ghoul's left forelimb in an attempt to keep him close, sharp fangs sought to grab and hold the boys scruff in order to use the larger pup as a weapon or shield for when the spotted pup came in for an attack.

Grimshaw vs Ghoul and/or Macabre for dominance
Round 1/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Dire wolf skull head armor
Companion 1: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Black howler monkey, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Melanistic flying fox, Male - Flying
Mutation 1: Elongated sharper teeth - Offensive
Mutation 2: Double upper canines - Offensive
Mutation 3: Enhanced vision - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter



"Speech!"

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The connections of their shoulders sent a shock through his body. Bracing his back paws so he wouldn't slide back too far, Ghoul flashed a daring smile at the larger male. His and Macabre's attack had worked as planned. It was nice not having the sort of connection he had with his brother. They could work in unison and one would wonder how they did it. As he listened to the shuffle of paws around him, Ghoul watched as their opponent twisted around so they were side by side. Being in such close quarters was difficult, to say the least, but he would make it work.

Feeling the wrap of a strong forepaw around his front leg, Ghoul leaned into it as the larger male went to bite at his scruff. A searing pang of pain rippled across his shoulder blades as teeth pierced his skin. One might call him reckless, but it would give Mac an opening. Shifting his weight so that he leaned farther into Grimshaw, he let the larger male take hold of him. Reaching his own face around, he aimed to latch on to the shadowed man's chest. If he could entangle himself enough with the dire, it would leave Mac plenty of space to attack somewhere else.

G H O U L

Ghoul & Macabre vs Grimshaw for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Extra large
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Claw gloves
Defensive Battle Accessory: Wolf skull mask
Companion 1: Albino dwarf caiman, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Albino dwarf caiman, Male - Battle
Skills: Advanced Hunter & Expert Fighter

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"Speech!"
Though his teeth gained some purchase on the brute’s hind managed to avoid the brunt of the offense, stepping to one side. The spotted child’s teeth clacked together to find only air between them, and he skidded around just as Ghoul rammed his larger body into their opponent’s. Clearly, the older warrior didn’t show much pain, but the rose-pelted boy was no delicate flower when it came to fighting, and his shove would leave some lasting mark. However, before Mac could barge forward again, the man had wrapped his foreleg around Ghoul’s, forcing him inward towards his side and clamping down on his scruff. Ghoul appeared to be leaning into it, forcefully tangling himself up with the dire so as to give Mac and opening. Glowing silver eyes flashed with glee as he made no hesitation to step in and help his brother. And opportunity like this came in fleeting moments in a spar.

The child made use of his much smaller form not so much for brute force but as for agility and speed. Leaning back on his haunches momentarily once aligned with the dire’s blindspot at his hind end, Mac aimed to pounce on the man’s back with a firm whallop of his paws - just enough to hopefully make the man consider releasing his brother - and then threw his weight into the dire’s own scruff. Seeing as his jaws were preoccupied with holding onto Ghoul, Mac aimed to clamp firmly onto Grimshaw’s own thick scruff, giving it a firm tug. Maybe his weight wasn’t much to look at, but his teeth could pack a punch. If successful, the dire might release his sibling in favor for the black and white tick that now aimed to make purchase on the loose skin of his neck.

Macabre and Ghoul vs Grimshaw for Dominance
Round 2/2
Age: Under 1 year
Size: Medium
Build: Medium
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bracers with switchblades
Companion 1: Tasmanian Devil, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Fox with Antlers, Male - Battle
Skills: Expert Fighter & Intermediate Intellectual

And the winner is...

RUGA

ARYN must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: RUGA: Attack Roll: 78 Defense Roll: 80 Agility Roll: 43 Perception Roll: 96 Total: 297 Attack[78] + 15% Bonus[11.70]: 89.70 Defense[80] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 80.00 Agility[43] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 43.00 Perception[96] + 10% Bonus[9.60]: 105.60 Total[318.30] + 15% Bonus[47.74]: 366.04 ARYN: Attack Roll: 45 Defense Roll: 79 Agility Roll: 95 Perception Roll: 13 Total: 232 Attack[45] + 60% Bonus[27.00]: 72.00 Defense[79] + 10% Bonus[7.90]: 86.90 Agility[95] + 5% Bonus[4.75]: 99.75 Perception[13] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 13.00 Total[271.65] + 15% Bonus[40.75]: 312.40

The paler boy moved with Grimshaw's tug of his forearm, holding the child close to him while his fangs found purchase on his scruff. Things were lining up well for him he thought, even as he felt the teeth sink into his chest. The pain did little to hinder him, if anything it grounded him more and allowed him to focus. He could see the other boy moving closer through, lunging towards him and eventually nearly onto his back and gripping on tightly to his balaclava-style armor. He could feel the pressure of the boys grasp, though it would be easy to dislodge him if he so desired. Unfortunately for the young boys though, Grimshaw had a whole new idea in mind.

With Ghoul's scruff pinned between his sharp teeth, he used the weight of his adult size to press down. He cared little for any tearing the boys teeth did to his chest as in order for this move to work, he'd need to be quick. As he shifted his weight and pressed his front half lower to the ground, Grimshaw hopped on his back legs and attempted to send his own hips over his own head, or at least over Ghoul, to flip Macabre off of him. The motion would also twist the flesh of Ghouls nape gripped in his jaws, though his grip would slip if the boy held his ground.

Grimshaw vs Ghoul and/or Macabre for dominance
Round 2/2
Age: over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Heavy
Offensive Battle Accessory: Leather foreleg bracers with knife
Defensive Battle Accessory: Dire wolf skull head armor
Companion 1: Wolverine, Male - Battle
Companion 2: Black howler monkey, Male - Battle
*Companion 3: Melanistic flying fox, Male - Flying
Mutation 1: Elongated sharper teeth - Offensive
Mutation 2: Double upper canines - Offensive
Mutation 3: Enhanced vision - Perception
Skills: Expert Fighter & Expert Hunter



"Speech!"

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Aris had fallen behind the other fighters, laden with trauma treatment supplies and needing to drop them nearby before she could catch up again. She was already a bit flustered and feeling scattered when she was able to follow the sounds of battle to the join them, and the confused swirl of battle was difficult to follow for someone who'd only been in one on one fights. She didn't know where to begin, and hesitated on the brink, eyes darting around to try to find someone not caught up in a fight already. She didn't want to join in on an existing one if she could help it - she already didn't look good by being so late, let alone not even being able to get a fight of her own. Her spikes were slicked down in embarrassment, carefully trying not to catch her father or brother's eye before she could find someone to fight.

Aris vs ? for raid
Round 0/?
Age: over 1 year
Size: Small
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Spiked Plate Mail
Companion 1: Black-footed cat, Female - Battle
Companion 2: Blue jay, Male - Flying
Mutation 1: Oversized canines - Offensive
Mutation 2: Cat claws - Offensive
Mutation 3: Spine bristles - Defensive
Skills: Advanced Healer & Expert Fighter

And the winner is...

CARNAGE

HALO must give up by submitting, fleeing or passing out, and may no longer participate in the raid. Totals: Carnage: Attack Roll: 43 Defense Roll: 59 Agility Roll: 90 Perception Roll: 22 Total: 214 Attack[43] + 30% Bonus[12.90]: 55.90 Defense[59] + 15% Bonus[8.85]: 67.85 Agility[90] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 90.00 Perception[22] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 22.00 Total[235.75] + 15% Bonus[35.36]: 271.11 Halo: Attack Roll: 30 Defense Roll: 37 Agility Roll: 100 Critical dodge! Perception Roll: 68 Total: 235 Attack[30] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 30.00 Defense[37] + 20% Bonus[7.40]: 44.40 Agility[100] + 10% Bonus[10.00]: 110.00 Perception[68] + 25% Bonus[17.00]: 85.00 Total[269.40] + 0% Bonus[0.00]: 269.40