[This isn't the first time Huvrye has found himself in a fight outside of his weight class.]
[This is the first time he's been that blindsided as to how far in over his head he is. He's not surprised the meta could fly, but normally things that hit that hard are the size of buildings. He's got glass in his back, a nasty concussion, and serious doubts as to whether he wants to stay in this fight if that's what he has to deal with-]
[And then there's a touch on his arm, and the pounding in his head subsides, a bit at a time. That's unexpected and a little weird, but he'll take it. He sits up and shakes his head, then rolls his shoulders. Head's fine; back still has glass in it but that's not stopping him from moving; he's good enough to fight.]
I'm good. And I'm not running.
[They've got better odds if they work together, and he knows better than to throw himself directly at that guy again.]
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[This is the first time he's been that blindsided as to how far in over his head he is. He's not surprised the meta could fly, but normally things that hit that hard are the size of buildings. He's got glass in his back, a nasty concussion, and serious doubts as to whether he wants to stay in this fight if that's what he has to deal with-]
[And then there's a touch on his arm, and the pounding in his head subsides, a bit at a time. That's unexpected and a little weird, but he'll take it. He sits up and shakes his head, then rolls his shoulders. Head's fine; back still has glass in it but that's not stopping him from moving; he's good enough to fight.]
I'm good. And I'm not running.
[They've got better odds if they work together, and he knows better than to throw himself directly at that guy again.]
Any ideas on how to get that guy out of the city?