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[color=2E561F]"[i]Let's dance[/i], ladyman!"[/color] Billy roared, bounding towards Sage on all fours. Ignoring the fact that he was an anime character and in a situation clearly mirroring [i]St. Michael slaying The Devil[/i], Billy sprung forward unhesitatingly, prepared to bite a pumpkin-sized hole in Sage's ambiguous chest. Instead, his opponent proved quicker, and Billy's ignorance of Classical Christian allegories proved a flaw in his training. As Billy leapt at Sage, they sidestepped twice and angled their light-spear to pierce Billy through the left shoulder.

Billy blinked, looked at the glowing construct impaling shoulder as if in disbelief, and growled a resounding [color=2E561F]"Huh."[/color]

Billy's neck snapped upwards with a reptilian coldness, his pupils shrinking in primal focus. His right arm sprung upwards, grabbing the hilt of the spear and swinging it -- still embedded fully in his shoulder -- out of Sage's weaker grip and across the jaw of their manservant. With his backswing he swung the spear's pole back at Sage, catching them squarely in the side and allowing Sage to retrieve their weapon at the cost of absorbing the impact. Billy pulled the spear out of his shoulder with an untwisted [i]yank[/i], causing him to give out a great hiss in recoil, taking a few steps from Sage. He gave his chest two pats with a closed fist, as if he meant to cough, and opened his mouth, expelling a geyser of swamp water towards Sage.