The longer this is drawn out, the more he's having trouble reading her. There's no doubt in his mind that she has the strength to completely dismantle him, and maybe it's because he's putting on a front as well, but he can't shake the impression that she's not entirely serious about this.
Well, if they're both going to be playing that game...
When she races toward him, Dokja sees the path she takes, knows where it is her hand is aimed, and yet he doesn't resist or evade when he most certainly could. As soon as he feels the wrap of fingers around his throat, Dokja's own hand lashes out to grab her wrist to keep her in place as his other hand forms a fist, lightning rapidly crackling back to life as he sends it hurtling toward her torso with a speed matching her own.
There's no hesitation this time, but should it connect, it's a fraction of the power that he would normally use in serious combat. ]
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glances awayThe longer this is drawn out, the more he's having trouble reading her. There's no doubt in his mind that she has the strength to completely dismantle him, and maybe it's because he's putting on a front as well, but he can't shake the impression that she's not entirely serious about this.
Well, if they're both going to be playing that game...
When she races toward him, Dokja sees the path she takes, knows where it is her hand is aimed, and yet he doesn't resist or evade when he most certainly could. As soon as he feels the wrap of fingers around his throat, Dokja's own hand lashes out to grab her wrist to keep her in place as his other hand forms a fist, lightning rapidly crackling back to life as he sends it hurtling toward her torso with a speed matching her own.
There's no hesitation this time, but should it connect, it's a fraction of the power that he would normally use in serious combat. ]