ISKRA
The satisfaction of a successful hit is short lived as Damien twists, likely as accustomed to bruising as Iskra is. Turns out the woods don't take kindly to falling to the saw, rooting pain as a patchwork of purple and yellow dapples across their skin as the last chance to grow something meaningful.
Sand scatters like a muffled flock of birds, skimming from one spot on the ground to the next, as the two men move in a circle of guard and opportunity. Damien's return is swift, barely held at bay by the connection Iskra makes, and it takes every bit of core strength for Iskra not to be sent toppling back with the sudden, low bull rush. More granulated flocks flutter free as Iskra is forced to walk back with the heave, the least attractive moonwalk imaginable as he struggles to keep pace with the drive.
He grapples with the other man's shoulders like they're the horns of the matter, but with momentum and angles on his side, Damien is as unstoppable as the surf. Iskra drives down an elbow instead across his back, meaning to buckle the hold with something pointed enough to bring about a falter of step, enough for Iskra to regain footing and sink lower into his knees, if all goes well.
2/4 Iskra is shoved back and hits an elbow into Damien's back
Sand scatters like a muffled flock of birds, skimming from one spot on the ground to the next, as the two men move in a circle of guard and opportunity. Damien's return is swift, barely held at bay by the connection Iskra makes, and it takes every bit of core strength for Iskra not to be sent toppling back with the sudden, low bull rush. More granulated flocks flutter free as Iskra is forced to walk back with the heave, the least attractive moonwalk imaginable as he struggles to keep pace with the drive.
He grapples with the other man's shoulders like they're the horns of the matter, but with momentum and angles on his side, Damien is as unstoppable as the surf. Iskra drives down an elbow instead across his back, meaning to buckle the hold with something pointed enough to bring about a falter of step, enough for Iskra to regain footing and sink lower into his knees, if all goes well.
2/4 Iskra is shoved back and hits an elbow into Damien's back
It's hard to tell the truth when you lie to yourself
Always give too much of you to someone else
I'm talkin' to you now like we're old friends
It'll never be too late to start again
Always give too much of you to someone else
I'm talkin' to you now like we're old friends
It'll never be too late to start again
