there's light at the edge of the darkness
Unsurprisingly, Deimos didn't feel that further words were necessary. He just followed Loren into the center of the training ground like a larger, far more menacing shadow. The healer's heart began to pound even as he forced himself to take deep and even breaths.
As the General hammered a punch forward towards the Firebrand's gut, he made no move to evade the blow. Instead, he just tightened his abdominal muscles. Even so, the Sword's punch landed with bruising force. At least Loren wasn't winded.
In retaliation, he thrust his own fist forward. His right arm crossed his body as he punched at Deimos' shoulder. The healer was trying to target the General's joint in the hopes of evening this fight a bit right at the start.
As the General hammered a punch forward towards the Firebrand's gut, he made no move to evade the blow. Instead, he just tightened his abdominal muscles. Even so, the Sword's punch landed with bruising force. At least Loren wasn't winded.
In retaliation, he thrust his own fist forward. His right arm crossed his body as he punched at Deimos' shoulder. The healer was trying to target the General's joint in the hopes of evening this fight a bit right at the start.
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