"Mmur," he drawled, his voice finally going all suspicious around the edges.
"Though you probably knew that." The horseman leaned forward slightly, trying to catch a glimpse of his picture. Hey, he looked all right! That pin, however, did not. It might have resembled him, but it was not looking all right
at all. He leaned back again as Willow brandished it at him. This Defender nonsense was already proving to be much less fun than the whole Attacker thing had been.
"Fun way then?" He gestured over his shoulder.
"Guess that means I'm running?"HP: 14
Damage: 1