That was unexpected. Purely on reflex, he manages to duck last minute, but the toxin-soaked hand still brushes through his hair, barely missing his scalp. He hopes it doesn't drip down too quickly and leak into his skin.
"You're hardly a lady," he shoots back while attempting to sweep her off her feet with a low kick.
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