Lark stopped and deflected all of Jenso's punches one after another, easily staying one step ahead of the uncoordinated attack. The palms of his hands felt almost like rocks as Jenso punched them. Once he was finished, Larked thrusted his right first forward and hit Jenso in the face with a weaker blow, as not to knock him out. As soon as Jenso was able to move again, Lark would start talking.

	"Do you usually hit your opponents with that move? That's just a bunch of random punches! Maybe if I couldn't move.. Or or- I was slow as fuck! It might've done something then, but-" He stopped and shrugged. "Got anything else?"