Vlad was unarmed; good. And he was focused on that net, which was even better. Dmitri sprang out from behind, with his arms and legs spread to wrap around his brother in a full-body grapple.
"Gotcha, little man!" he exclaimed, which seemed to be the magic word for his outer-armor shell that liquified and came at both Dmitri and Vlad. The attempt? To wrap them both together in blood iron binding so Vlad couldn't do anything. It'd effectively end the fight in a draw, hopefully.
But Dmitri knew Vlad could have a trick or two still up his sleeve.
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