Ebag The II
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- Posted: Sun, 03 Feb 2013 15:59:26 +0000
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Right arm snapping to jolt Dzan on the left side of his face - considering the punctured eye he probably wouldn't even see it coming.
+++Well, Dzan may not have completely seen it coming, but he knew it would. It was that instinct to predict and determine your opponent's moves. Especially when you were so close to them and could feel the way their muscles reacted to the situation. Now to Dzan there was only two ways to handle this young upstart. He throw his own fist downwards, gravity aiding the appendage as well as the strength behind it, and just smash the guy down to the ground again as he took his own hit. Or the other one; which Dzan loved to do to his opponents.
+++Thus as the man came shooting upwards Dzan's right arm lifted up and then slammed down towards his side. The hook that came flying into him wouldn't slam into face but into his ribs as metallic arm blocked metallic arm with a resounding clash of metal, but Dzan didn't stop. As that fist would slam into the ribs Dzan wrapped the right arm around and hooked in. Now he had two arms as the man was coming up to regain his feet. Only to have Dzan's entire head slamming forward into his own. Dzan was a brutal fighter for sure and if it wasn't for Tech Adepts that he had hired long long ago he would've been an absolutely ugly bruiser similar to Ebris. Regardless, blood would spill as the head would pound into his opponents face over and over. Their bodies close together that even if a knee or a kick was thrown he'd be able to block it on feel along. Sure, his opponent could grip into his flesh and try to tear it away or aim for his kidney, but he'd have to contend with his brain rolling around in its cage.