[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=b8860b]Keystone[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=b8860b]Location:[/color][/b] Deymin's Tower (3F) 
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	Keystone assumed a rigid stance, bracing for the winding, undulating approach of the monstrous centipede. His aim was to take some of the heat off of Sana, but that wasn't going to happen while a giant bug was trying to take a chunk out of him. The beast's many segmented legs clicked rapidly upon approach, seemingly even more rapidly in building anticipation of a free meal. Rather than attempt to bowl over the pugilist, the creature reared back and snapped its venomous mandibles at him, hissing and squealing sounds alien to his experience all the while, save for a chance encounter with a Carrion Crawler. This thing looked nastier. Its first attack missed barely, its head lancing at Keystone's unprotected face. A disciplined shift of his head in one direction kept it from ripping into his more sensitive flesh (or blinding him, most likely), but just barely. The second attack was clumsy, however. A follow-up with little zeal, almost like hesitation on the centipede's part. Perhaps it had some form of fiendish intelligence that Keystone did not immediately detect, and could tell that this human was not frightened, and was [i]not[/i] easy meat. It missed again, apparently rethinking its haste. 

	From off to one side, Keystone could make out the words of their recent, diminutive companion, calling for his help to "flank this bug". No problem! He could flank. [color=b8860b]"Sec on that!"[/color] he growled, angling for an opening to get the creature between himself and Nor. The Centipede reared back for a better grab at Keystone, and [i]that[/i] was when the big man saw his opening - not to maneuver, but to strike. With speed that was surprising for a man of his size, Keystone darted forward, planting a foot firmly on the ground and channeling his inertia into a good, solid punch. The black metal of his knuckle dusters connected heavily, oddly making no noise upon contact but obviously doing damage. It was more than enough to disrupt its plans to attack, and the advantage was pressed aggressively by Keystone. Another strike followed; not as powerful but still damaging and an excellent setup for what was to come. 

	The power of his bracers coursing through his arms and chest, Keystone stepped inward one more time to deliver a telling blow. He began a cutting inverted fist strike with his legs, tensing and releasing each muscle as quickly and fluidly as was humanly possible. A wave of power generated by his technique built, traveling up his body and meeting with the magical energies of the bracers. The two forces came to a sort of agreement and focused in the points of his knuckles like hardened Chi, unerringly striking the underside of the centipede's head. If the monster was even physically able to blink, it wouldn't have had time to as exoskeleton crushed inward, severing cerebral ganglia and rippling the beast fully straight and upright before allowing it to crash back down to the floor below. It was dead and Keystone was just getting started. [color=b8860b]"Right. Flanked'im."[/color] he growled again, already turning his eyes toward his next obstacle. [color=b8860b]"You."[/color] he intoned flatly. It seemed he had picked another target.