[That panda thing, while he can't quite decide if he needs to fire up the staff to brain Bang or not, has rather certainly decided that Goroh is a threat right now. So once he reaches out, Lao Jiu chomps on his fingers. Hard.
Tiny sharp teef. And a growling panda. That bo staff leaning in the corner is starting to hum threateningly, too.]
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Tiny sharp teef. And a growling panda. That bo staff leaning in the corner is starting to hum threateningly, too.]