[Training] (open) you hit like a girl

Neos

Look out 'cause here I come
And I'm marching on to the beat I drum

Neos was rubbing the middle of his back with one hand reached behind him as he dared to reapproach the Slagveld. His eyes were looking out and about for the drunk figure, swallowing his apprehension for the moment.

Kinda says something about the false human to take a shot from a demigod and live to tell the tale...if only he could recall it. Honestly, it's the fact that he didn't recall whatever caused him to start wheezing for a hot minute that unnerved him, but that's neither here nor there.

As he approached, the blue-tinted brow rose upon the sight of a woman in the ring. "Note to self, this is a mixed-arena," he said with a small smile...then narrowed his eyes for a moment. "...hey wait, weren't you on the ship that was attacked by those spooky whales, recently?"

I'm not scared to be seen
I make no apologies

This is me