Peter
Loren turning to fall towards him was yet another risk Peter hadn’t expected, and the moment he took to try to figure out a move cost him. He lost the room he needed to manoeuvre properly, and had to settle for the rather inelegant move of pressing his hands up against Loren, holding him off just long enough to mostly escape to the side.
Some hard, sharp limb (a knee or elbow, whether it was his own or Loren’s Peter couldn’t guess) struck him in the chest and drove the air from his lungs. He sprung back up to his feet and gasped in a painful breath, then stepped towards Loren again. Peter was anything but strong, but he tried still to get a grip on Loren, just enough that he could finally claim victory over some never of the family.
Some hard, sharp limb (a knee or elbow, whether it was his own or Loren’s Peter couldn’t guess) struck him in the chest and drove the air from his lungs. He sprung back up to his feet and gasped in a painful breath, then stepped towards Loren again. Peter was anything but strong, but he tried still to get a grip on Loren, just enough that he could finally claim victory over some never of the family.
I don't wanna live that way
I do not wanna live in pain
I do not wanna live in pain
