[If anybody can appreciate a good "hahah, I got maimed" joke, it's Vyng.]
Okay. [He's stepping back now, to accommodate the length of his stork legs.] Here goes.
[Vyng assumes a fighting stance, legs apart while holding loosely-curled hands up in in guard position. A few beats pass, until he rotates around on both feet. By the time his back is facing Ruby, he's gathered enough momentum to slice through the air with a spinning heel kick straight at the crown of his training partner's head.
Thunk!
A clean swipe! The bottle spins off her head and whizzes toward the sand behind her.]
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[If anybody can appreciate a good "hahah, I got maimed" joke, it's Vyng.]
Okay. [He's stepping back now, to accommodate the length of his stork legs.] Here goes.
[Vyng assumes a fighting stance, legs apart while holding loosely-curled hands up in in guard position. A few beats pass, until he rotates around on both feet. By the time his back is facing Ruby, he's gathered enough momentum to slice through the air with a spinning heel kick straight at the crown of his training partner's head.
Thunk!
A clean swipe! The bottle spins off her head and whizzes toward the sand behind her.]