[ laughing, going with the pull, dragging his feet along behind him. anything to keep himself within this range. until he can find a better position, anyway. right now, he suspects that a single step backwards will take him straight into range of this thing's power. ]
Why the hell would I do that?
[ AND THEN HE SLAMS HIMSELF FORWARD TO HEADBUTT SHADOW. what a champ, guy. ]
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Why the hell would I do that?
[ AND THEN HE SLAMS HIMSELF FORWARD TO HEADBUTT SHADOW. what a champ, guy. ]