Deimos
He nodded at her inquiry, but they’d see how suitable it was in practice, rather than in theory, a moment later. As his fist glanced off her forearm, she’d receive firsthand knowledge of how impactful the blocking could, arching his brow and pausing – not willing to offer another blow quite yet.
“Go ahead and reset, then we will try a different location.” He wanted to see how she thought and conducted herself, what she’d be capable of and subsequently unfurl, if he opted for a siege and assault elsewhere.
Once she’d done so, he initiated another slow and steady onslaught, lowering his fist so the looming punch, with plenty of time to block, would be leisurely heading for her ribcage.
“Go ahead and reset, then we will try a different location.” He wanted to see how she thought and conducted herself, what she’d be capable of and subsequently unfurl, if he opted for a siege and assault elsewhere.
Once she’d done so, he initiated another slow and steady onslaught, lowering his fist so the looming punch, with plenty of time to block, would be leisurely heading for her ribcage.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
