Mot yelped and staggered forward from Ren's attack. In the same movement, he used Ren's weight agains't him with the initial inertia, throwing him over his shoulder and onto the ground.
HP: 6 DMG: 3
kurotomato
Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2013 9:57 am
The wind was completely knocked out of him, Ren barely having time to yelp in protest before he was on his back on the ground. Chest heaving for air, he lay on top of his crumpled wings and grinned up at Mot.
He stuck his hand up vertically.
"Good fight, friend."
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Posted: Thu Sep 05, 2013 11:45 am
Ren lying there on the ground and breathless was a great victory for the Grim. He didn't win fights often. Heck, he barely ever participated in them. Somehow though he still had some semblance of skill. Or maybe just luck.
Mot grinned widely and clasped his hand into Ren's to help him up. "Great fight, friend."