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"UP IN YO GRILL, ******** that was the plan. Only Athan's arm was also all up in Tzenidaar's grill.

Well, that worked out quite nicely. 'Cause he was simply planning on running Athan down and preventing him from performing any actions. Destroy his footing, and he loses striking.

Once he crashed into him, he threw his body upwards and hooked a leg around the back of Athan's in order to crumble his footing once again. Along with his forward charge, this was meant to knock Athan over.

Well, with a hand in his face, and that gorget around his neck and lower head, there wasnt much to punch at up there.

But that's okay. Tzenidaar didnt mind too much, he still had his two hands to work with. And so he'd be pushing back with his own face, causing Athan to put more force into his left arm to hold him at bay and keep proper distance.

He just sort of felt around during this with his arms to get a good idea what he had in reach, since he was blind and couldnt really see. One thing for sure was of course, his left arm.

So his left hand clenched into a fist, and hammered down against Athan's outstretched arm, across the elbow joint, letting the previous rigidity and his own pushing to surprise Athan and probably throw off his aim for a punch.

And with his right hand, he simply braced himself from slamming his head too far down, by stopping his forward momentum and his own head from swinging down too far, which gave him clearance on vision.

Depending on Athan's punch with his right hand cocked back, well, Tzenidaar might just have some time to throw a punch with his left hand into Athan's face.

The fist would probably just sort of barely scrape Athan's face, 'Cause Tzenidaar wasnt throwing his body weight into the punch, it was only a movement of the arm, and when Athan's hand came back up in his face to push him away, there was no resistance against it.

In fact, he threw himself back a bit further after missing the punch just in order to bypass that arm. And then he'd smack the arm to the side with his right hand, and he'd sort of try and swing a leg over and grind it into Athan's face while he pushed himself backwards before getting up.

And then he'd sort of drop down again, since he was still on his a**, being pushed around before getting up, letting the sword swing overhead before he sat back up.

>:{

And Athan came in following the sword, winding up for the rough equivalent of a field goal kick with the toe of his right greave.

Unfortunately Athan had forgot to bring his meanface. All he was doing was looking tired. The voice crackling over his earpiece was a little more than distracting, on top of all that.

Alpha!

Alph-UCK!

Things were tough enough that Athan couldn't even complete a thought. His left foot, which was the only one currently on the ground, was trapped just before he was spun around and landed roughly flat on his chest.

Mm, worms.

Athan planted his hands beneath him and pushed up. Despite his strength, Athan was having a hard time keeping himself up in what amounted to a simple pushup position with a man on his back.

He was extremely tired, having hauled himself up a pipe, taken down a giant robot, run across the entire city a number of times, and rolled around in the mud attempting to fight Tzenidaar.

"I changed my mind."

Athan attempted to roll over from this position, trying to land on top of Tzenidaar before burying an armored elbow into his ribs.