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[b][i]He hits him square on the jaw.[/i][/b]
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[b]He grabs the fist before it makes contact, and swerves left, bringing his right arm down with the fist and bringing his left arm up to his elbow, and he pushes and pulls, snapping Jakob's arm like a twig[/b] "I can handle myself"
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"Touché. Still, we'll do this later ladies." He says, and puts his helmet back on, scouting the the perimeter.
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[b]They all leave[/b] ((End))