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In-spite of having of not being in particularly fighting shape and the burly Clay bearing down on him Tic had a wolfish grin plastered on his face. Tic quickly struggled to untangle himself from the man below him trying to distance himself from the now enraged clay bearing down on him. He knew couldn't take too many more hits like that, like ma always said 'A right hook like a troll but the jaw of an elf'.

[color=716cb1]"Enough with the little crap!"[/color]

Pushing off the chest of the man below him, barely avoiding Clay's right hand grasping at him using his momentum he attempted to even out Clay's face with a blow to the left side of his face.