[He lunges at her, ready to take her on now that he's fully healed. His fist flies through the air, aimed at her face, to stun and go from there. If he misses, which he expects to- the already in motion follow up is an uppercut to her gut, to knock the wind out of her.
He's sick of this. He wants to leave, with his things, to return home. To his duties, and to his family.]
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He's sick of this. He wants to leave, with his things, to return home. To his duties, and to his family.]