A CROWN RETURNED GAMEPLAY THREAD

Sheon deftly strikes the Ball Python in neck with his rapier, causing blood to trickle down its neck. It hisses in response and recoils its muscular length.

Jayne didn't swing; she drove. With a sharp, rhythmic exhale, she extended her arm in a perfect line of force. The needle-thin blade of the rapier didn't just cut—it pierced. It found the narrow, soft vulnerability of its upper torso, sinking deep through the fold of sinew and muscle. The snake let out a wet, gargling hiss as the steel bypassed its armored exterior to find its softer inner body. With a flick of his wrist, the duelist twisted the blade and withdrew in a single, fluid motion.

I don't like it any more than you do,but RAW the python has a chance to whop me again now (and Jayne wouldn't get an immediate second turn).

You reset to your original position only if you do not take your delayed action,so as to prevent you from having no written way to return to the initiative order.

The python whips its head around and sizes up the situation. Seeing the sheer number of opponents and already bleeding from only two strikes, it makes the decision to figth another day. It turns and slithers quickly off into the safety of the dense forest.

"Yeah...you better run." Fira snarls, slumping over a little. For all her bravado, she was the only one to bleed in this little altercation. She has fallen so far from the peak of her strength, and it almost cost her life. Nevertheless, she straightens up. "Now, unless wolves are scaly and green, we still have a beast to hunt. Let's get our asses moving."

"I'm still standing, aren't I?" Fira chuckles bitterly. "And that's more than enough to keep you safe. Don't worry, I'll get it looked at once we make it back." With that, she adjusts her clothes a little to obscure the bite.