[ A hell of a lot of volts is what's needed here to properly get Yzak off of him. Just as he wills himself the adrenaline to push harder and finish this is when Newton shoves the weapon up against his abdomen. He feels the sharp jolt course through his body, his muscles suddenly seizing, painful enough to stop his attack completely and send him reeling. Newton's extra kick ensures that he rolls off of the other man and onto the ground. ]
N-nngh, f-fuck...!
[ He spits out more through gritted teeth and pained coughs, hunched over on his side and arms wrapped around himself. The sounds Yzak makes and the way his body still attempts to move to recover reflects that he's trying to fight it, to shake it off so he can continue.
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N-nngh, f-fuck...!
[ He spits out more through gritted teeth and pained coughs, hunched over on his side and arms wrapped around himself. The sounds Yzak makes and the way his body still attempts to move to recover reflects that he's trying to fight it, to shake it off so he can continue.
But, well, even he can't so easily. ]
You ... you son of a bitch...