[ Congrats Ernesto for having a high HP pool to soak hits with....
Not that Eustace is thinking about such a thing right now, mind wholly focused on the opponent in front of him. His eyes and ears are on full alert, scanning for any imbalance in Ernesto's posture, any slowed movements that might indicate an old wound never fully healed or a preference for one side or another.
Another stab of regret sinks into his heart as Ernesto breathes out his reply, but he makes no move to correct the presumption. It might not even be wholly wrong in the end; just because there'd been no kill command given now doesn't mean there won't be one later. Could he kill this man if ordered to by a person he's never met?
Instead of dwelling on the answer, he follows Ernesto's movements, matching them pace for pace. Instead of swinging out with his arm again this time, he pivots and kicks out a leg with the intent of sweeping Ernesto (unromantically) off his feet. ]
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Not that Eustace is thinking about such a thing right now, mind wholly focused on the opponent in front of him. His eyes and ears are on full alert, scanning for any imbalance in Ernesto's posture, any slowed movements that might indicate an old wound never fully healed or a preference for one side or another.
Another stab of regret sinks into his heart as Ernesto breathes out his reply, but he makes no move to correct the presumption. It might not even be wholly wrong in the end; just because there'd been no kill command given now doesn't mean there won't be one later. Could he kill this man if ordered to by a person he's never met?
Instead of dwelling on the answer, he follows Ernesto's movements, matching them pace for pace. Instead of swinging out with his arm again this time, he pivots and kicks out a leg with the intent of sweeping Ernesto (unromantically) off his feet. ]