[Perhaps if Faustino's reflexes were as quick as his mouth, he would have been able to dodge the jab wholly, but as it was, it connected. It wasn't the full blow, but it was enough to send him skirting back, huffing slightly.]
My, my, is it a high horse when I have the skill to back up my boasting?
[He lunged forward, going to feint with a kick to Lancia's side, readying a right hook if that didn't work.]
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My, my, is it a high horse when I have the skill to back up my boasting?
[He lunged forward, going to feint with a kick to Lancia's side, readying a right hook if that didn't work.]