[ He expected, you know, maybe a little bit of shouting. Some comically loud distress. He did not expect the guy to shoot forward and punch him in the face.
He also, if anyone's keeping score, did not expect the metal hand.
Shiro connects with an unpleasant crack, and God goes flying. He goes right down on his ass on the cobblestone streets, which is insult to injury; it leaves him blinking up at Shiro in bewilderment and not a little incredulity, a hand to his jaw.
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He also, if anyone's keeping score, did not expect the metal hand.
Shiro connects with an unpleasant crack, and God goes flying. He goes right down on his ass on the cobblestone streets, which is insult to injury; it leaves him blinking up at Shiro in bewilderment and not a little incredulity, a hand to his jaw.
All he manages is, inelegantly: ] Ow.