we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
Ronin's eyes light up as Noah redirects their training, the Huntsman stepping into the arena and nodding to the other dragoons as they move back to spectate or get a drink. "Abilities it is, then. I'm not going to go easy on you, though." It's an abject lie, of course; given what Ronin is capable of when he really wants to do some damage, he won't be trying to hurt Noah - not more than a few scuffs and bruises, anyway.
Still, he almost expects the other man to go on the attack, so when he takes a more defensive stance, the Huntsman has to think for a moment about what he wants to do. And it doesn't take long, luckily - he flashes a grin to Noah, feigning a dart forward whilst at the same time, his projection appears behind the Sentinel to give him a playful shove off balance.
Still, he almost expects the other man to go on the attack, so when he takes a more defensive stance, the Huntsman has to think for a moment about what he wants to do. And it doesn't take long, luckily - he flashes a grin to Noah, feigning a dart forward whilst at the same time, his projection appears behind the Sentinel to give him a playful shove off balance.
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
