[Vander followed him down, not giving him a moment to recuperate, no time to collect his wits enough for a more precise strike with that knife. For a moment, he forgot that they were in plain view of onlookers in the market. He could only see that dreadful day years ago, two much younger men struggling alone in filthy waters. And for once, he didn’t dismiss the old memory.
Both hands regained a steady grip on Silco, firm and tight and angry, determined not to let him slip from his grasp now that the advantage leaned so heavily in his favor. The knife wounds stung anew with each beat of his heart, but he dismissed it, dismissed the way his enemy made a feeble attempt at fighting back. Vander gave him a taste of his own tactics, slamming his head forward in a headbutt. He hissed at the mutual pain, knowing it would rattle his already faltering opponent much more.
And hoping the move would cause his struggling to falter just long enough, Vander moved to attempt to put him in a choke hold. Leaned in as he spoke, voice a low rumble:]
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Both hands regained a steady grip on Silco, firm and tight and angry, determined not to let him slip from his grasp now that the advantage leaned so heavily in his favor. The knife wounds stung anew with each beat of his heart, but he dismissed it, dismissed the way his enemy made a feeble attempt at fighting back. Vander gave him a taste of his own tactics, slamming his head forward in a headbutt. He hissed at the mutual pain, knowing it would rattle his already faltering opponent much more.
And hoping the move would cause his struggling to falter just long enough, Vander moved to attempt to put him in a choke hold. Leaned in as he spoke, voice a low rumble:]
I’ll show you the strength you miss so much.