As Jima drops her weapon, Smokey frowns slightly. She played it smart, if she had held onto it, Smokey would've reeled her in for a point-blank meeting with Matchstick's secondary form. But victory is still close. She has to be getting desperate.
Smokey calmly advances towards his opponent, even as she launches heavy weights at him. He swings his flail at the projectiles, in an attempt to knock them out of the sky. It's clumsy, and he only manages to knock one off course, but Smokey has effectively dodged for the first time this entire fight. The other weight collides into him, but it just bounces off to seemingly little effect.
"So, I figure I should give you a chance to surrender," he says as he starts to reload his gun. "I've got your weapon, which means I've got you outgunned. So, you can keep trying to fling discs at me, because that's clearly working, until I inevitably pin you down again. Or you could give up, get your weapon back, and spare yourself the trouble of explaining how a 'little first year' sent you to the infirmary." Smokey presses a button on his gun, shifting Matchstick into its secondary form. "So, what's it gonna be." Smokey levels the 7 barrels towards Jima.
Combat Stats:
Aura: 30.5%
Immovable Object Charges Remaining: 17
IMMOVABLE OBJECT ACTIVATED: 15 SECONDS REMAINING
Matchstick Rounds: 7/7
Fire Dust: 3/3
Ice Dust: 1/3
Attack: (Threatening) 7 round volley (More than you have%)
(OOC: If you decline, Smokey won't fire, it'd just waste his ammo and give Jima a counterattack opportunity.)