[That blow to his chest knocks all the hamon infused air out of his lungs-the brute strength behind the attack lingering far longer than the man's knuckles do. Muscle and flesh buffer nothing-the punch feels like it's bruising his lungs and tightening around his chest. As if the man reached in to attack him directly. It was a single punch, but-
There's more to it. Makes Caesar think he's grown appendages out of his back to continue the blows where the first left off, but a quick glance proves that wrong. It was a single hit. He was right to try and keep his distance-the man's speed and power is nothing to scoff at. It makes him feel like a trainee all over again.
It's exciting to face someone like this-the man's skill far exceeding what he accomplished in his lifetime, but Lisa Lisa was no slouch and he won't dishonor her efforts by giving up, by surrendering, by doing anything less than putting his entire being into this battle.]
Fancy trick, but I won't be beat!
[Those hoarse words are spit out and since they're doing this-
He quickly maneuvers to punch the man against his skull, the residual hamon from his last attack dancing over his own knuckles.]
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There's more to it. Makes Caesar think he's grown appendages out of his back to continue the blows where the first left off, but a quick glance proves that wrong. It was a single hit. He was right to try and keep his distance-the man's speed and power is nothing to scoff at. It makes him feel like a trainee all over again.
It's exciting to face someone like this-the man's skill far exceeding what he accomplished in his lifetime, but Lisa Lisa was no slouch and he won't dishonor her efforts by giving up, by surrendering, by doing anything less than putting his entire being into this battle.]
Fancy trick, but I won't be beat!
[Those hoarse words are spit out and since they're doing this-
He quickly maneuvers to punch the man against his skull, the residual hamon from his last attack dancing over his own knuckles.]