The sudden kick to the face had Jericho reeling for the moment. Seeing stars briefly, he shook his head to get rid of the sensation, then geared himself up to get back at Frost for that. He charged on at the wolf, sending his fists flying to try and pound him a few times.
More wind knocked from him, spots in his vision as Frost reeled back from the punches. A flurry of blows, the wolfos shook them off as before. Slashing back, his own fists open palms meant for disarming overall, but effective for pushing someone back.
Jericho was pushed back, and even knocked over by the force. Shaking his head, the dragon got back up to his feet, though a little slowly. Lunging forth, he reached out to try and grab Frost so that he could headbutt him right on the forehead.
HP: 5 Damage: 11
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Posted: Wed May 01, 2013 11:54 am
The headbutt hurt, and stumbling back, the ghost clutched his temple, red eyes looking briefly to Jericho. "Damn." It was all he managed to say before promptly passing out.