bleed it dry, leave us here with nothing
Ronin felt victorious, at first, when he successfully managed to grapple the lion, only for his triumph to be short lived. Where there was a lion, a man suddenly appeared in his place, and Ronin yelped and staggered as he was forced into a roll. He kept his arms around Remi, ending up flopping onto his back with the alchemist held snug against his chest, and he snorted at the smug kiss to his cheek.
"Alright, alright," he said. "You win. It's difficult to fight an opponent who keeps changing his shape all the time. Not very honourable if you ask me!"
"Alright, alright," he said. "You win. It's difficult to fight an opponent who keeps changing his shape all the time. Not very honourable if you ask me!"
