[M] buried in misery
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He continued to just watch, the hammer being held by his side for the time being. Reading his opponent even if he didn't realize just what sort of situation he was in. For the Grey behemoth anger, and aggression weren’t usually his way but to day he just didn't feel the need for further word games with someone he deemed under him.


Saluce cocked his head to the side at the boys bravado, he reasoned he must have had more of his grand father in him than he did his father. Even though he acted in a fashion his father might normally had. The behemoth took one step, grip tightened on his hammer and in a flash his body moved with a sudden quickness to it. This would get his point across fairly well he reasoned as he pivoted spinning his body around, using the rotational energy to spin his hammer outwards aiming for the boys chest.

“His name was Conor Soul!” he shouted as he let loose the attack.


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