[ A flare of pain, but barely a drop compared to the blight marking his left shoulder. He touches his jaw and a grin spreads wider as his eyes glow with excitement. Even in pain, he still found release in a fight.
He takes up a fighter's stance, giving his friend a moment to adjust before he attacks. Right punch, left kick, block. He moves in fluid motion, his hands and feet encased in a white fire as bright as the sun that's almost impossible to look at directly. Cleansing fire. Ra's god power was meant to destroy all that did not belong, to heal. ]
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He takes up a fighter's stance, giving his friend a moment to adjust before he attacks. Right punch, left kick, block. He moves in fluid motion, his hands and feet encased in a white fire as bright as the sun that's almost impossible to look at directly. Cleansing fire. Ra's god power was meant to destroy all that did not belong, to heal. ]