’ I am not afraid of your little chickpunches - it’s like some mosquito bite, you just need to weep it away to avoid it. And to say the least I would be a more decent boyfriend and fiancé than you. ‘
“HAVE AN ICE DAY, YOU WHINY CHIHUAHUA. YOU CROSSED THE LINE.”
Snow watched his twin wander into supposedly familiar territory. He followed, already beginning to facepalm. But, the rush of fighting something out of his league always gave him an adrenaline rush.
If it wasn’t the adrenaline rush, it had to be something else– Snow was pumped, ready for action, and the moment he entered the towering beast’s range, nothing kept him from letting loose. As a monk, it was pure instinct to unleash a series of punches from any possible direction– but the real kicker… was that he had only been directing these impacts to the Adamantoise’s foot. How embarrassing, right?