Jenso glanced at Bobba as he flung his hand into the air. 'Now..!' He thought, dashing at the spike that moved at him from the front while trying to avoid the ones that came from the sides. He threw himself onto the ground in order to slide right under the incoming spike. He dashed straight at Bobba at top speed, aiming a punch at Bobba's helmet.
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Jenso released Bobba and attempted to jump out of the way of the two spikes. "Is that all ya got? Come on!" He taunted, waiting for Bobba to make his move.
Jenso glared at Bobba's incoming knee and leaned out of the way, dashing behind him. He attempted to grab ahold of his helmet and hold Bobba in place, looking up at the spikes above. He kicked at the dirt right below Bobba's feet, hoping to tilt the stone man upwards so Bobba would be in between the floating spikes and Jenso.
Jenso took note of Bobba's deep breaths despite his failure to even harm him. He dashed at Bobba and aimed a punch at his stomach.
Jenso attempted to jump out of the way of the tip of the rock as the grey stone moved at him. He tried to lean out of the way of the grey stone, and aimed a quick kick at it, aiming to launch it right at the pointy rock.
Jenso listened closely if he could hear the ground shift nearby, and noticed the harpoon incoming. He dashed forward in an attempt to avoid the spear and moved to Bobba. He aimed a punch with his right fist at the flat side of one of the two sharp rocks that were spinning around him.
Jenso jumped back to avoid the rock from piercing his head. He thrusted his left arm forward, aiming to bash the stone harpoon's top off by hitting it at the flat side, followed by a kick in order to launch the harpoon at Bobba with it's tip aimed at his stomach.
Jenso quickly leaped off of the platform to avoid being crushed, falling down at Bobba. He aimed a kick with his left foot at Bobba's right arm from above.
Jenso shrugged. It didn't look like Bobba regretted his actions one bit. "Come on, let's do this!" He shouted, and dashed at Bobba. He attempted to punch him in the stomach with his left fist.
"Save it. I know you stole my shirt. And even if you didn't, I've seen that small room of yours with all the blood on the ground. One of your workers told me that the stuff with this giant rock was all your idea. I'm not sure what you plan to do with it, but I wouldn't be surprised if you'd sell it." Jenso responded, and got in a combat stance. "Even if you end up not being the one who took my shirt, you're still a killer. And I won't let you get away!"
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