[at least, nobody likes a fireball to the face. It's effective enough, to let Gan Ning drop to the ground before he can be choked to death. He heaves for breath and rasps a quick thanks to his first mate before switching gears.
He pulls out the sickle and chain and throws it to buy himself a little more room, so he can hop back and regroup.]
This sucks. I never could handle the real one by myself, took a whole army last time.
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He pulls out the sickle and chain and throws it to buy himself a little more room, so he can hop back and regroup.]
This sucks. I never could handle the real one by myself, took a whole army last time.