callada: (ran but definitely did look back)
Donquixote Rosinante ([personal profile] callada) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight 2020-07-01 04:34 am (UTC)

[If he was thinking in terms of pure practical deadliness, he'd break out a gun himself. But the urge that takes him is not to make a quick, clean kill but to destroy with bludgeoning and brutality. Less finesse, more raw destruction.

So he doesn't even really try to dodge as he charges forward, trying to rush her despite any damage he might take in the process. The branch crashes harder than expected against his knee - she's strong, which he knows, but it's still a shock - and he's thrown off-course, staggering sideways into a trunk. He can feel the trunk crack and shudder slightly under his weight, although of course it does so noiselessly.

He uses it as a sort of backboard to shove off of, as he comes at her once again, this time swinging the club downward like an axe at her head, ignoring the pain in his leg as he moves. There's no time to look at that right now. He's still standing and that's good enough.]

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