Forcing a breath into my chest, I swept my feet into his as I got up with sword and dagger on each hand. I didn't manage to hit him in the shins or something, but at least I made him back off. He flashed me a smirk as he lackadaisically stood in front of me without a care in the world. It was fvcking anger-inducing, but I knew I had to keep calm. One wrong step and I'll stumble flying out into the streets below. And that was if I got lucky and fell on the side of the APC. I might just get pushed out into the front if I wasn't careful. And didn't want to get crushed by our own mobile fortress if I could help it!
"Fun, huh..."
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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