Angelo, still sitting, draws himself up, furrowing his brow.
"He had the greater reach, so I had to close the distance and accept some strikes along the way. I wasn't about to give that caveman the satisfaction of resorting to teleporting. I tagged his left ear to disorient him and got in two solid strikes to his solar plexus, amidst... some less precise blows." He huffs slightly, then collects himself again.
"He's tall. I couldn't get at his face as easily. He certainly is at least as unwell off as I am. I wasn't able to assess for sure when Mr Gibney pulled me off him." He pauses. "I had him on his back though."
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