"That is simply skill," Tech can't help but point out, but he's clearly impressed by the performance. The comment gets a sharp look from the woman that would have split him in half had it the physical force to go with it.

The clone had gotten to his feet the moment the other man had, ready to jump to Rokuro's defense if anything went beyond words, but Rokuro's clearly in a completely different zone. The bold display and even bolder words throw the rebel off for whatever he'd been about to say, gaping at Rokuro like a freshly landed fish.

"Rokuro," Tech says quietly as he comes up beside him, setting a hand on his shoulder. They've only two more to go and they can be gone from this place. It wouldn't do for things to get ugly now. Although Tech might say that it's already gotten so as he pointedly tries to avoid looking the rebel woman in the face. Rage certainly does nothing for her features, and as she wrenches the darts free of the target she nearly takes the board along with it.

She at least manages to hold her poise better than her partner as she hurls her darts. It isn't as bad as her previous round but at this point nothing really mattered after Rokuro's display.