[Luckily, he's too busy panicking over the blade pointed at him to take that comment to heart — yet, anyway. Maybe once he's not fearing the feeling of a knife impale his head, he can worry about if there was some kernel of truth to gleam from it. His arm shakes with the effort, fruitless in his attempts to stop the metal from biting into his cheek and burrowing slowly. It's enough to make him cry out in pain —
And then there's a scrambling, before his other arm swings up suddenly, plunging the twin teeth of his homemade taser into Yzak's ribcage where it hangs over him.
Hope you enjoy getting a hell of a lot of volts of electricity coursing through your midsection, bud. The moment he can, he scrambles, tries to drag himself backward and out of Yzak's range, lashing out with one foot to try and knock him backward across the concrete.]
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And then there's a scrambling, before his other arm swings up suddenly, plunging the twin teeth of his homemade taser into Yzak's ribcage where it hangs over him.
Hope you enjoy getting a hell of a lot of volts of electricity coursing through your midsection, bud. The moment he can, he scrambles, tries to drag himself backward and out of Yzak's range, lashing out with one foot to try and knock him backward across the concrete.]
Shit!