Ehvar’s hands were thrown up hardly in time to catch the foot aimed for his face. A hit there would have been very unfortunate. His head was still throbbing with pain from this encounter with the wretch that undoubtedly took Mere away from him. The bloodied coeurl was just another sad memory for him to push aside for now. There was nothing that could be done about it -- least of all by dwelling on it. As the foot pressed with such force, the weight hit the switch at the palm of his hands. There was a reason the switch was there, after all. If it had not been, when he made the move to catch the foot and the weight shoved his own hands at his face, the spikes would have been rammed into his own face.
The spikes snapped back down and he was forced to skid back along the floor a few inches from the force of the kick. It only made him grin more and more. The inspector did not want to talk, but he was talking with him all the same with his body. “You have seen her dance. I can tell. -- Just not the same sort I was talking about. -- And let us be honest here.. You do not want a peaceful end to this. If you did, you would have just let me walk away, Inspector. You need it to be this way.â€
The limb was not shoved back, but allowed to drop down when he suddenly released it and tucked in his body back and away. A click sounded. The spikes were back into play as he took his first swing aimed for the side of the inspector’s torso. Another followed immediately after regardless of if the first connected or not, this one aimed much higher towards the opposite side of his body, at Desmond’s neck and towards the back of his head.
The spikes snapped back down and he was forced to skid back along the floor a few inches from the force of the kick. It only made him grin more and more. The inspector did not want to talk, but he was talking with him all the same with his body. “You have seen her dance. I can tell. -- Just not the same sort I was talking about. -- And let us be honest here.. You do not want a peaceful end to this. If you did, you would have just let me walk away, Inspector. You need it to be this way.â€
The limb was not shoved back, but allowed to drop down when he suddenly released it and tucked in his body back and away. A click sounded. The spikes were back into play as he took his first swing aimed for the side of the inspector’s torso. Another followed immediately after regardless of if the first connected or not, this one aimed much higher towards the opposite side of his body, at Desmond’s neck and towards the back of his head.
