He could just walk away. He could just walk away and ignore him. But oooh, the smugness dripping from that guy’s voice…

“What sort of a half-baked shinki strikes another unawares?” After dusting the remains of that attack off of his shoulders (ugh, to think he’ll have to present himself to his god in such a state), he can’t help but add, “Is your aim so poor that you cannot fathom approaching your target on even ground?”