Between the barrage of incoming hits, the mercenary was getting beat. It'd been a while since he could feel the pain of battle, and he missed it. He didn't really know why he felt like he missed this sensation, but it was likely from a piece of the past he'd lost. But these thoughts were better off being pushed aside for now.
When he had a moment of opportunity, he threw the possibly enraged Kage off himself. "Leave you alone? Why? Can you honestly say this isn't the least bit exciting?" He was keeping a clear head, the aether-device within him wasn't out of control. /This/ was exactly what he had wanted.
Closing the distance between them again, to get another punch in, he leaned in to Kage. "Don't forget you have me to thank for being able to land a hit now". He was waiting to see the reactions. How much more could Kage handle before he'd lose himself to rage? Would he understand Merc's suffering in this strange land? This feeling of not belonging? Or would he, like Merc had before, lose himself to bitter rage?
It hadn't even occurred to the mercenary that his mask had been knocked off from the last hit Kage had sent to his face, which was now partially bruised and scratched. The Garlean eye, just barely hidden from an old glamour spell a person had put on it.
When he had a moment of opportunity, he threw the possibly enraged Kage off himself. "Leave you alone? Why? Can you honestly say this isn't the least bit exciting?" He was keeping a clear head, the aether-device within him wasn't out of control. /This/ was exactly what he had wanted.
Closing the distance between them again, to get another punch in, he leaned in to Kage. "Don't forget you have me to thank for being able to land a hit now". He was waiting to see the reactions. How much more could Kage handle before he'd lose himself to rage? Would he understand Merc's suffering in this strange land? This feeling of not belonging? Or would he, like Merc had before, lose himself to bitter rage?
It hadn't even occurred to the mercenary that his mask had been knocked off from the last hit Kage had sent to his face, which was now partially bruised and scratched. The Garlean eye, just barely hidden from an old glamour spell a person had put on it.
