All of the ire he had stored up returned in an instant, and with a burst of sharp and minimal movement he lashed out with chain and spike, knowing that what he doled out was only coming back to him.
When it did, Beka dropped to his knees, his breath running ragged until he caught it. He didn't rise yet, watching the other with open curiosity. Would he stay and risk death? If all of their strikes really were being mirrored by this stupid house, the hunter had to be fearing for his shield right about now.
HP: 9/50
DMG: 16 (using BC again cuz of october bonus!)
_ p a o cx
oh yes
i have a GC boi
the struggle is always real XDD
i have a GC boi
the struggle is always real XDD