quite eradicated
You are fine! This is a learning thread. :> If what he's doing ever gets confusing, let me know! As a note, if he connects the blow wouldn't really do more than stun her a little; he's holding back.
There was a terrible and unwavering apathy within Ezekiel. He was unromantic when it came to the struggles of life and death; he took no joy and felt no sorrow when he killed. Even when he had slaughtered Alaine’s boy, his sister’s lover, Ezekiel had stepped outside of himself. It was a necessity. He could not afford to think about the consequences when his life was in danger. It had been that way with every beast he had killed, every man he had fought, and it was no different now.
So while he struck her with his fingers, he saw in that distant frame of mind, that she knew the mistake. He saw her body shift and come forward. She was fast, he noted, and stored this information away. Each person fought differently. Max fought with reckless abandon, trying hard and always growing upset when he failed. Ezekiel’s lessons with him were trying, but the boy was growing up and he was learning.
Both of the Aquila’s arms came up together, stopping her hands. Her lowered head had allowed her to get close to him, but at a price—both elbows came down sharply, aiming to strike her neck. It barely had any weight behind it. If he had meant to kill her, a blow to the spine could do such a thing.
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