[ He can't keep up. He tries -- he meets every punch she throws with one of his own, and the staff is a blur as he summons it, swings it, and banishes it over and over. But he's unbalanced without his arm, unbalanced and overpowered. And that's not even getting into how unfair it is that she's got magic and all he can manage it a borderline.
Eventually he goes down, and doesn't get right back up. He's breathing too hard, limbs too sore, head swimming. There's blood soaking through his bandage and staining his shift sleeve, he's dripping with sweat, and his mood's gone to absolute shit.
His foot slips on the grass as he tries to stand, but he doesn't quit. Barely standing, he summons his staff again and points it at Sharak. ]
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Eventually he goes down, and doesn't get right back up. He's breathing too hard, limbs too sore, head swimming. There's blood soaking through his bandage and staining his shift sleeve, he's dripping with sweat, and his mood's gone to absolute shit.
His foot slips on the grass as he tries to stand, but he doesn't quit. Barely standing, he summons his staff again and points it at Sharak. ]
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