Slick thug

slick thug

You are fighting a slick thug.

Something slithers up doubt of the ark--up out of the dark, that is, and you brace yourself for another thick slug, but you find yourself facing a slick thug instead.
Your opponent attacks ...

Hit messages:

With a dashing smirk he gives you a smashing dirk ... smashing right into your arm, that is.
He bunches you in the pack, then punches you in the back.
He blows his nose in your general direction. And he knows his blows in a much more specific location--on you!

He hits you for X damage.

Critical hit message:

Your opponent has a critical hit! He hits you for X damage.

Miss messages:

The thug lunges at you but then backs off and cakes out a tomb--takes out a comb--so that he can home his care. Er, comb his hair.
He attacks you, but the assault is packing lunch. Er, lacking punch.
He pulls out a foldin' knife, but a song played on an olden fife is more pleasant than painful.

Fumble messages:

Your foe fumbles! He takes X damage.

Victory! You beat up your foe and win the combat!

You gain 20-30 chips.