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As the harpoon came back towards him, Danh simply reeled it back in silently; it didn't matter what state it was in, once he started reeling it in, it was essentially back under his control. But now, Danh was starting to get a little ticked off. Lorken was barely testing him, and was either letting his hits connect to test them or swatting them away like they were nothing. He almost felt disrespected; he had trained like all hell to get ready for the UA entrance exam, only for this asshole to make it seem like he'd done it all for nothing. Of course, it was all for nothing, seeing as he was forced to attend this school for losers rather than the real deal, but now he was being treated like he couldn't even face up to the loser entrance exam. It felt like somebody, somewhere, was denying him all his hard work.

With a newly found ire, Danh brought out his rightmost harpoon and tied it at half length around his right hand, with the end with the harpoon head attached in his left. He had effectively created a whip-like weapon out of this arrangement. Now he advanced on Lorken, intent on swinging at him with all the force he had. He was going to maintain an offensive on Lorken with all the strength he had built up for the real exam until either Lorken cracked or gave him an opening for a more refined attack. 

[@Zelosse]