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This was... getting ridiculous. He was about to lose consciousness from all this wrestling. He definitely needed to improve more if this youngblood can take him out so easily.
With one last straw, he went for the stab to the head. If that didn't work, he'd go for a final punch to the noggin with the last strength he had left!
Nao was prepared to protect his head. With neural connection to his decisions, he downloaded his special operative helmet, manifesting from particles to solid carbon around his head.
But he didn't even need to do such, for his opponent's stabs were too slow for him to really need it. He evaded the stab again upon summoning. But when he went for the jab, it made contact!
The punch rambled his brain inside the helmet, forcing him to lose balance and letting his target go.
[He has to let go. In this RP, everyone has nearly the same strength/speed. So when held down, it takes a successful hit to also be let go of unless it's a special item, which would first require apprehension. Nao would use it should he be able to arrest Migi]
It was then... he stopped all of a sudden.
"Why don't we just talk this out, Migi." "Something just doesn't seem right."
Migi was flabbergasted. The man had the chance to kill him... But didn't. he instead spared his life. After surviving a scenario much worse than this and found a way to escape just a day ago, he didn't expect he'd already find someone who showed some sort of sign to be trusted...
"Well... we have a lot to talk about." "I know, I know I shot first. But let's talk about my reason why, my friend."
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