This power is inherited by the Zeppeli line-we're more than capable of handling it!
[The hell?
Even with the hamon crackle across the man's face-nothing happens and-
He's strong enough to withstand the abuse his body is taking-he's been on the receiving end of many brutal hits in his day. It's the insult that irritates him more than the copper taste pooling on his tongue, more than the bruise forming against his cheek and the black eye he's sure to have in the morning. There's a persistent ring in his ears-a high pitched noise that's somehow worse than the drivel coming out of this rando's mouth.
Boxing isn't his forte-that part he can't deny. It's never been a skill he practiced with any degree of consistency-street fighting has its own set of rules he's far more accustomed to using. He sweeps his leg towards the man's feet, hoping to get some upper ground by knocking down. He'll give up when he's dead, Ares!! ]
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[The hell?
Even with the hamon crackle across the man's face-nothing happens and-
He's strong enough to withstand the abuse his body is taking-he's been on the receiving end of many brutal hits in his day. It's the insult that irritates him more than the copper taste pooling on his tongue, more than the bruise forming against his cheek and the black eye he's sure to have in the morning. There's a persistent ring in his ears-a high pitched noise that's somehow worse than the drivel coming out of this rando's mouth.
Boxing isn't his forte-that part he can't deny. It's never been a skill he practiced with any degree of consistency-street fighting has its own set of rules he's far more accustomed to using. He sweeps his leg towards the man's feet, hoping to get some upper ground by knocking down. He'll give up when he's dead, Ares!! ]