D's normally dark eyes had a faint red glow about them. He was careful not to step on the young woman on the floor as he moved into a better position.
Her shout didn't draw his attention until he'd halted the attack, and only then did he glance at her for a brief, cold, calculating assessment.
"I have everything under control." D said with a low voice, his tone one of smooth tranquility that didn't match the situation. He tossed the club off to the side when the man released it to start trying to literally claw at D.
He didn't so much dodge the wild swipe with hands ending in claw-tipped fingernails as he seemingly flowed past it, seemingly moving far less than he actually was and with footsteps that didn't make a sound.
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Her shout didn't draw his attention until he'd halted the attack, and only then did he glance at her for a brief, cold, calculating assessment.
"I have everything under control." D said with a low voice, his tone one of smooth tranquility that didn't match the situation. He tossed the club off to the side when the man released it to start trying to literally claw at D.
He didn't so much dodge the wild swipe with hands ending in claw-tipped fingernails as he seemingly flowed past it, seemingly moving far less than he actually was and with footsteps that didn't make a sound.