[She wrinkles her nose, as if smelling something unpleasant while appearing mostly polite about it. Why think back to the times when the people closest to him told him so, when he's clearly facing an enemy, a stranger at that?
A split second is all it takes. The whip blurs, and so does she. The next thing he knows, he's soaring through the air again, being sent crashing once more to the closest wall nearby with no consideration paid to his comfort. The painful contraction around his neck is released at the same time at least, it would seem that she's opted to unceremoniously throw him like a rag doll once more.
Except this time, nothing comes after. Once he manages to recover his senses, he'll no longer find her there. She's beaten him up quite a bit, and it would appear that she's had enough. Did she lose interest, or had something else catch her eye?
...It doesn't matter either way, so maybe he should take that as a good thing. Just stay there and rest up? He's probably seen better days, hm.]
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A split second is all it takes. The whip blurs, and so does she. The next thing he knows, he's soaring through the air again, being sent crashing once more to the closest wall nearby with no consideration paid to his comfort. The painful contraction around his neck is released at the same time at least, it would seem that she's opted to unceremoniously throw him like a rag doll once more.
Except this time, nothing comes after. Once he manages to recover his senses, he'll no longer find her there. She's beaten him up quite a bit, and it would appear that she's had enough. Did she lose interest, or had something else catch her eye?
...It doesn't matter either way, so maybe he should take that as a good thing. Just stay there and rest up? He's probably seen better days, hm.]