Under the shadow of the situation gleamed a confident smirk. This was just like one of those mangas that he always read. It was filled with the type of action that pumped gallons of adrenaline into his body, it felt awesome. “Thanks, but I was aiming to take you out with my first blow.” 

A ribbon of red buzzed towards him as Doran pressed forwards. It was all clear to him though, his movements, his actions. While a bit unpredictable, he could see from the motion he was going for a side shot. In the heat the of the fight, he had several thoughts cross his mind. One of which took the cake from all of them. 

[i]This is a test! A test by the grandma at the head of the table. She wants to see what were all about, what our guts are made of. I'll show her exactly what I'm all about![/i] 

In a subtle movement Carlisle let his defenses down and allow the shot to pound into his liver. The pain that ripped through his body was [i]almost[/i] crippling. Unfortunately for Doran, a fractured rib, a couple of stabs, and badly bruised liver wasn't enough to finish him off. 

He pulled his left arm all the way back out of instinct before launching it towards the man's face, aiming with all his strength to pummel the his jaw.