"You gonna go She-Hulk on me, darlin'?"
He blocked with his forearms, and he winced when he actually felt her claws cut him. Despite his naturally enhanced durability and steel skin combo, he had taken a few shallow cuts. Her claws were not to be messed with (and he'd need to invest in a stronger metal to carry around with him).
Zak backed away to avoid further claw strikes, and came in closer with a typical boxer's crouch and a flurry of jabs.
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