Kaisel
Don't need a sign, nothing divine's gonna save me
Kaisel's foot sliced only air and his punch didn't even have time to unload before Koa was there. The senior Dragoon had the upper hand of balance, since both feet were planted on the ground, but Kaisel was at the mercy of momentum and core strength. As Koa pushed in, Kaisel tensed. His arm had been ready by his head and it angled to catch the quick jabs that his cousin released. His forearms burned with the beating, but that was better than his face. However, the force of those punches, Koa's body weight thrown behind them, was enough to topple Kaisel. His back slammed into the ground, the wind shuddering out of him as Koa began to lecture.
He wasn't wrong, and damnit if that didn't make it all worse.
Kaisel was not so easily defeated though, a thick head proving beneficial from time to time. "I think it could be closer still," he said weakly, his breath still recovering as he gulped it down like a fish. He had enough though to act before the window closed, so he half sat up in a crunch, then twisted abruptly onto his front. His hands strained under his body weight while his legs scissored behind him, driving momentum in a sweep towards Koa's feet. He didn't pause to see if it was effective, drawing his feet under him in a crouch afterwards and lurched upwards, back to standing. He looked over his shoulder to see where Koa was, then turned, driving with his right fist in a hook toward's Koa's ribs. He kept it close to his body, pivoting with it to feed its force.
2/4 attack/defense
He wasn't wrong, and damnit if that didn't make it all worse.
Kaisel was not so easily defeated though, a thick head proving beneficial from time to time. "I think it could be closer still," he said weakly, his breath still recovering as he gulped it down like a fish. He had enough though to act before the window closed, so he half sat up in a crunch, then twisted abruptly onto his front. His hands strained under his body weight while his legs scissored behind him, driving momentum in a sweep towards Koa's feet. He didn't pause to see if it was effective, drawing his feet under him in a crouch afterwards and lurched upwards, back to standing. He looked over his shoulder to see where Koa was, then turned, driving with his right fist in a hook toward's Koa's ribs. He kept it close to his body, pivoting with it to feed its force.
2/4 attack/defense
Here only the strong survive
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
