Wicked Night was smart. He was conniving. He was elegant and cruel and amazing and here to find victims.

This did not account for him fighting anything, and yet, here he was. In front of a wood dummy.

He stared at it. It did nothing. He continued to stare, and then gave it a feeble kick.

It jostled, a little.

Another kick. Another Jostle. The dummy remained upright.

His kick missed entirely this time. He got the sense it would've continued to do nothing.

He didn't even try to kick, he just kind of glared at it. The dummy remained upright.

Another kick. Another wobble. How long was this supposed to take?

Another kick that missed. He wasn't even surprised at this point.

Finally tired of it all, he gave a more forceful kick. The sound of wood cracking hit his ears and he smiled, pleased.

IGNORE POST ROLL WAS WRONG.

Finally he gave one, final, good kick and the dummy collapsed to the ground in a pile of wood. Overall, anticlimactic and a waste of time.

Final Roll:
Kept, 1, 6
Rolled, 6, 6, 2
Score 6 + 6 + 6+ 6 = 24