Rook’s gloved right hand wrapped around the side handle of the shield, bracing it, allowing the brawler to bring all his strength to bear. Quebra would get a taste of that strength as he stepped within range, his arms outstretched, hands reaching for the rim of the shield. With a surprising speed for someone so burly and heavily equipped, Rook darted forward, dipping lower into a half crouch, and thrusting his shield forward and up to meet Quebra’s momentum. The weight of his shield would collide with Quebra’s arms, putting strain on the joints and potentially knocking him off balance. Rook, for his part, simply set his feet into the ground on impact, and with his greater weight it was simple enough to negate any backwards motion.

Rook followed with his body of course, for a moment he led with his right foot, but as Quebra was no doubt forced to give ground his left returned to prime position. Quebra would likely manage to wrap his tricky hands around the rim of the shield, for what it was worth, but a wrestling contest would serve him poorly. He could not stop the shield’s forward motion with his hands alone, and if he was not careful he’d get smacked straight in the chops. Of course, that wasn’t even the end of his initial woes, as the shield first sparked, revealing its electrical nature, and then buzzed as a current passed through the face and rim of the object. Quebra was no doubt protected by his crystalline armour, in some places, but Rook intended to have his shield pushed flush against the man’s body. He could easily make skin to shield contact around his face, neck, even his lower torso where the armour was penetrated. The moment he did, the shock would run through his body.