[ The kick does what it intends, but more than that it's the sudden onslaught of scent and feeling a heavy ocean wave knocking his equilibrium entirely off-kilter, his fingers releasing and jerking backwards as if burned. For all his mind is aware, he may as well have been. Though it's warped and fuzzed at the edges, he can recognize the core of the sensation that sweeps through him.
No.
Caught off-balance, he can't defend against the fist aimed directly at him, fueled with enough energy that it knocks the air out of him. Coughing, he swipes out an arm, doing his best to momentarily stun the other man.
His voice is a croak when he speaks, rechanneling his energy momentarily away from combat towards extinguishing the instinctual reply his body already wants to make. ]
Get away from me.
[ This time his words are as much a threat as they are a plea, coupled with a furious kick at the stranger's midsection in case words alone aren't enough. ]
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No.
Caught off-balance, he can't defend against the fist aimed directly at him, fueled with enough energy that it knocks the air out of him. Coughing, he swipes out an arm, doing his best to momentarily stun the other man.
His voice is a croak when he speaks, rechanneling his energy momentarily away from combat towards extinguishing the instinctual reply his body already wants to make. ]
Get away from me.
[ This time his words are as much a threat as they are a plea, coupled with a furious kick at the stranger's midsection in case words alone aren't enough. ]