Matt just winced a little while talking, but he smiled.
He’s secretly holding his aching chest but. . . She doesn’t have to know.
❝Y—Yeah. . . I’m fine. . . ! Are you alright. . . ?❞
||: Oh yeah, I’m gonna head off. Family party or whatever in the morning.
It’s called Christmas in July or something?? Idk.
Discord party tomorrow night too, I’m gonna be bored and I’ll be binge playing Hacknet.
@GoldishReynard — down for a loud wheeze. Let’s all be honest, he probably fractured something, but he’s been working at a place filled with killer robots.
A single blow isn’t gonna take him down.
Keep trying.
@GoldishReynard Easy!
. . . He doesn’t avoid it. Instead, he uses it as his advantage point. The second the impact hit, it would turn his body to a mark where he can counter hit a strike using an upper blow.
Matt drove the end of the pipe directly into into the others throat, before he went —
@GoldishReynard — Matt just slowly began to watch any type of movement that would come out from the other. He knows speed isn’t the key in a fight like this, so it’s best to stay back and drain the opponent.
❝Yeah, kiss my ass. You’re not getting anywhere close to the thing.❞
@GoldishReynard You know what that means.
Matt just immediately reacted to the situation by prying the first pipe he could find off the wall.
Time for some trippy ass shit, huh? The pipe quickly glew a blue hue, similar to Matt’s eye color. Looks like he’s using his luck correctly for once. —