Pierce
It’s precisely what he wants to see, the battle of fight or flight that runs through the Knight’s mind. Kudos to him, though, as he stands his ground and Pierce’s grin brightens. He’s playful, like a cat with a mouse, especially as the warmth fades from the Knight’s voice. “Well, I might give it back.” Tilting his head this way and that as he plays with the demigod, unfettered by the way his hand goes to the scabbard of said rapier.
Eyes widen a fraction as Pierce hides the laugh that bubbles from his throat. “Then hand it over, White Knight.” If he isn’t looking for a fight then it shouldn’t be too hard to avoid one by simply giving him what he seeks.
But, Pierce knows that it won’t be as simple as that, knows that maybe Ronin will need some convincing. So, already his arms unfold from his chest in the first move. It isn’t quite as quick as one might expect, given the nature of his brawn, but in one fluid movement Pierce’s arm pulls back and launches it, aiming for Ronin’s chest, immediately taking the offense in case the Knight pulls the blade that could very well destroy him as it had the dragon. His goal is to knock him off guard, to get that hand away from the blade. And if he does more? All the better.
And it reminds him of one simple fact: It feels good to brawl again.
Pierce throws 3 unarmed punches and aims them at Ronin’s chest to try and keep him from grabbing the blade.
Flurry | May use three unarmed strikes per round
