[He waves off the pain in his elbow as a mild nuisance before having to brace himself for the tackle, locking his legs and core to catch the Stalker. Another grunt then he's throwing the man across the room. Space between the pair of them.
He was not going to make this easy. Not for a single moment. There was too much at stake.]
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He was not going to make this easy. Not for a single moment. There was too much at stake.]