Kaisel
Don't need a sign, nothing divine's gonna save me
He figured it wouldn't require much to convince Astaroth into some combat, the butcher not only seems built for it, but has chosen it if his profession is any indicator. Given their history though, Kaisel felt it important to name-drop the goddess, just to be clear there's no residual hard feelings to the ask, although he's certain Astaroth wouldn't pass up on a chance to get in a few shots, whatever the reasoning.
Stepping back a touch as Astaroth accepts, also moving to the more open area of the office, Kaisel nods with a rough smile. "Perfect! I know I could count on you. I think you also have to do it unarmed." He tilts his head for a second with the thought as he slides into a fighting stance, left leg planting, right sweeping back, fists lifting near his face in defense and readiness. "She just said fight an ancient, unarmed combat only." Which, Kaisel is more than happy to have Astaroth keep his shadows tucked away.
Mindful not let this get out control, if he can help it, and ruin part of the butcher's office, he aims to stick close to the man. He'll have to anyway to avoid the long reach Astaroth naturally has with all his height. Reserving his power for now, Kaisel steps in, telegraphing his hits to try and make an opening for him to slip beneath later when Astaroth retaliates. He punches out first with his left hand in a jab towards Astaroth's chest, the arm snapping back to maintain a block by his head. As that one draws back in, he sends his right arm out in a cross to Astaroth's gut.
1/4 jab crosses at Asta's chest and gut
Stepping back a touch as Astaroth accepts, also moving to the more open area of the office, Kaisel nods with a rough smile. "Perfect! I know I could count on you. I think you also have to do it unarmed." He tilts his head for a second with the thought as he slides into a fighting stance, left leg planting, right sweeping back, fists lifting near his face in defense and readiness. "She just said fight an ancient, unarmed combat only." Which, Kaisel is more than happy to have Astaroth keep his shadows tucked away.
Mindful not let this get out control, if he can help it, and ruin part of the butcher's office, he aims to stick close to the man. He'll have to anyway to avoid the long reach Astaroth naturally has with all his height. Reserving his power for now, Kaisel steps in, telegraphing his hits to try and make an opening for him to slip beneath later when Astaroth retaliates. He punches out first with his left hand in a jab towards Astaroth's chest, the arm snapping back to maintain a block by his head. As that one draws back in, he sends his right arm out in a cross to Astaroth's gut.
1/4 jab crosses at Asta's chest and gut
Here only the strong survive
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
