[ Using his own tactics against him is just plain unfair. With a yelp, he hits the ground, landing hard on his shoulder. He can hear the trainer struggling to call out orders between laughs as he rolls onto his back and sits up, eyeing Natalie with a new level of respect.
As if he hadn't seen this beatdown coming. He just didn't expect her to be so quick on her feet. What's the score, now? 3-2? Not too bad; Hedge can't tell him sucks quite so much this time.
It's not over yet, he decides. They may both be on the floor now, but he's still got the staff, and this time he's close enough to attack from here. Rising into a kneeling position, he goes for a jab at her neck - not that he'd hit her, of course. But that would be a winning strike. ]
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As if he hadn't seen this beatdown coming. He just didn't expect her to be so quick on her feet. What's the score, now? 3-2? Not too bad; Hedge can't tell him sucks quite so much this time.
It's not over yet, he decides. They may both be on the floor now, but he's still got the staff, and this time he's close enough to attack from here. Rising into a kneeling position, he goes for a jab at her neck - not that he'd hit her, of course. But that would be a winning strike. ]