Bab 225: Persevere, Donatien

Sliding his glasses back in place, he watched as the argonaut lumbered out from the cloud of frost, still holding his wicked smile as blood seeped out from all over his flesh armor. 

"My turn...My turn…!"

Suddenly, the grin belonging to Fleisch bent itself into a trembling frown as he unleashed himself forward with agility unbecoming of his large form, taking Donatien by complete surprise as he wasn't able to so much as raise his arms. 

The enormous fist clad by strands of muscle overtook his entire vision before crashing against him, bulldozing its way against his face as all he could focus on was the crunching of his glasses, being thrown back violently. 

Even now...I'm not worried. I'm not mad that I've been had or fearful. I'm just a slight bit relieved that this won't be so boring.