we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"I wouldn't say I am mad," Ronin retorts with a grin. Because he isn't, honestly - just... surprised, a bit. Regardless, as his double appears to try and peel her off him, it looks as though Phoebe isn't going empty handed. But the Huntsman is a bit more prepared this time (such is the advantage of already being on the ground), and he manages to keep his shirt on his back as the projection holds Phoebe tight.
"Ha!" Ronin concludes triumphantly, wiggling his pants back on and clambering to his feet to face Phoebe and, er, himself. "There. Now I'll let you go if you promise to stop trying to strip me. Though I have to applaud the fighting style, I can't say I've come across that one before."
"Ha!" Ronin concludes triumphantly, wiggling his pants back on and clambering to his feet to face Phoebe and, er, himself. "There. Now I'll let you go if you promise to stop trying to strip me. Though I have to applaud the fighting style, I can't say I've come across that one before."
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
