T
The Music Man
Guest
Original poster
His plan slowly falling into place, he allowed some of the punches to connect, but blocked the others. "Who says I hunt the weak? I strive for peace, so I don't hunt. Period. I have my own ways of getting thrills, one of which is trying to talk dove's into believing that my 'friends' are ghouls, when they pin it to me." He came under the next punch thrown, and sent his fist into the other ghoul's jaw. "I may not be a pure fighter, but it does not mean that I won't pick you to pieces. However, you have me actually thinking, so I'd like to know your name, so I can give proper respect to a fighter." He stepped back around the still swinging ghoul and sent his heel to the base of his skull, Damien finding a new possible way to change something. The hood of his cloak wouldn't show it, but he had a smile plastered on his face.