Who knew clearing rubble with your bare hands would be so cool? And Xavier wasn't even using his full strength! He could just imagine the punches! What can he destroy with his fists?! If he punches hard enough, can he send someone into orbit?! Would they even survive the force?! This isn't even considering the Right Arm! Xavier's thirst for punching something, [i]anything[/i], would not be sated. If only he had some hostile NPCs to punch...

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

With the coming of this sudden, undead mob of enemies, Xavier's luck was starting to scare him a little. Nonetheless, he rushed forward into battle, standing beside Alena and instinctively going into a martial arts stance. Tea was shouting something and got his attention.

[color=8dc73f]"Alright musclebrain and fancy robe! Lena will provide support and defense! You guys just bash those things head in or something!"[/color]

And Xavier took exception to that.

[i][b][color=ed1c24]"Hey, who are you calling musclebrain, short stuff?!"[/color][/b][/i]

But now wasn't the time to argue. As soon as they got close enough, Xavier would rush into the fray, punching, throwing, maybe even kicking a few people if the need came. Xavier is pretty good at not getting hit by stuff, so he trusted his reflexes to watch his back.

... Muscle Fetishist, the nerve of some people...

([@Zelosse][@Rune_Alchemist][@Darked13])