Deimos
He inspected, head tilting, pinpointing the exact issue before they could do much more, nodding, content with the rest. “You should pick a lead foot. Find which one is comfortable for you.” Some people were ambidextrous, or had developed their proclivity due to previous injuries, but most had some kind of modicum for right or left.
Waiting for her to adjust, he then proceeded to move forward, resuming back to his prior position so she could mirror it once more. “When you are fighting hand to hand, you also want to raise them so they are shoulder level, and your dominant one is back.” He demonstrated again, leveling his fists, moderately tight, in front of his chest, bending his elbows slightly, but not taut against his frame. “You want to keep your arms extended to properly defend yourself with blocks as well.” Pausing, because he knew these portions were a bit droll and dull, he grinned. “Once we get your stance down, we can try some maneuvers.”
Waiting for her to adjust, he then proceeded to move forward, resuming back to his prior position so she could mirror it once more. “When you are fighting hand to hand, you also want to raise them so they are shoulder level, and your dominant one is back.” He demonstrated again, leveling his fists, moderately tight, in front of his chest, bending his elbows slightly, but not taut against his frame. “You want to keep your arms extended to properly defend yourself with blocks as well.” Pausing, because he knew these portions were a bit droll and dull, he grinned. “Once we get your stance down, we can try some maneuvers.”
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
