[ The blow isn't sharp enough to break anything, or knock his teeth loose, but it rattles his skull. Gabe snarls, spitting blood, and yanks at Henry's hair again. He's not much of a grappler anymore, but he's got something his instructors mostly just called spite. That, and a gleeful willingness to use every weapon at his disposal. He fights with everything he's got. Whatever it takes to win. ]
Not good enough.
[ He aims a blow to Henry's side. Going for the ribs. ]
no subject
Not good enough.
[ He aims a blow to Henry's side. Going for the ribs. ]