[ He's fought people like this before, everything brutal and close. In prison a couple times, in the Insurrection before, no armor in the equation but everything twice as sharp to compensate. Blood in the teeth. He's killed men with his bare hands before. Needs must. And then Felix leans forward and licks the blood from his lip. You're so fucking predictable.
The blow catches him right across his good eye and Felix flips them, predictable as clockwork. Ephemera hisses, the world lurching, and closes his fist to punch Felix in the goddamn head.
It's not good like this. It's slowing down. He surges forward and tries to bite him again. Dig his teeth in. ]
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The blow catches him right across his good eye and Felix flips them, predictable as clockwork. Ephemera hisses, the world lurching, and closes his fist to punch Felix in the goddamn head.
It's not good like this. It's slowing down. He surges forward and tries to bite him again. Dig his teeth in. ]