[ Sometimes, you have your bad days. This being hilarious extremely bad rolls—anyways, Yuri goes flying straight into the nearest tree with a grunt, because that smarts. Damn, he would be absolutely feeling this in the morning, though he doesn't want to leave the blond a sitting duck.
It'll still take a little more than that to leave him down and out for the count! So ignoring the feeling of his bruises, he leaps back in, thinking maybe he should try to switch things up. Watching the goddess carefully, and the rain of pitchfolks, he's going around them.
Next up, he's going to go for a feint. Not the usual, appearing to strike low, at the woman's (apparent) unprotected side, but his real intention is to at the last moment, draw back, making the real attempted strike at the goddess' back. ]
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It'll still take a little more than that to leave him down and out for the count! So ignoring the feeling of his bruises, he leaps back in, thinking maybe he should try to switch things up. Watching the goddess carefully, and the rain of pitchfolks, he's going around them.
Next up, he's going to go for a feint. Not the usual, appearing to strike low, at the woman's (apparent) unprotected side, but his real intention is to at the last moment, draw back, making the real attempted strike at the goddess' back. ]