[ This again. That blank look on Dokja's face, pupils dilated and gaze unfocused, like he's looking at something far in the distance. Gen knows this feeling all too well -- the feeling of being looked at as little more than an object in the environment, as a simple obstacle -- and it makes his blood boil.
He's always been the type to be driven harder by anger than by anything else. And even as he feels fingers latch around his wrist as Dokja steps aside with all the easy of a man sidestepping a passerby, clearly outclassing him, he can't think of anything else except the desire to hurt him as much as possible. To make Dokja look at him.
Gen doubles over as he feels his arm twisted back, the joint of his shoulder straining against the pressure. But he doesn't fight it because his focus is elsewhere.
There's little warning before the ground directly below Dokja's feet suddenly fractures and wipes out sideways. Even a freak like him should be destabilized for a moment without any footing, right? And Gen uses that chance to snatch up the mace from his belt with his free hand, snarling as he gives it a wide-armed swing aimed at whatever part of Dokja's person he might be able to hit. Doesn't matter where as long as it hurts. ]
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He's always been the type to be driven harder by anger than by anything else. And even as he feels fingers latch around his wrist as Dokja steps aside with all the easy of a man sidestepping a passerby, clearly outclassing him, he can't think of anything else except the desire to hurt him as much as possible. To make Dokja look at him.
Gen doubles over as he feels his arm twisted back, the joint of his shoulder straining against the pressure. But he doesn't fight it because his focus is elsewhere.
There's little warning before the ground directly below Dokja's feet suddenly fractures and wipes out sideways. Even a freak like him should be destabilized for a moment without any footing, right? And Gen uses that chance to snatch up the mace from his belt with his free hand, snarling as he gives it a wide-armed swing aimed at whatever part of Dokja's person he might be able to hit. Doesn't matter where as long as it hurts. ]