"What makes you say that, missy?" He replies, trying to sound nonchalant, picking himself up from the ground and grabbing the nearest solid object he could. In this case, he finds a trash-can lid, hurls it like a giant frisbee.
What the hell am I doing? Who throws something like that?
He does still manage to catch the guy in the forehead though, and without his helmet, it seems to ring his bell a bit. Probably a good time for a spell now.
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